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She plucked a feather from her magnificent wings and dipped it in ink. She wrote poems bled from her scars guided straight from the depths of her heart.

Daniela Senick

I knew it was real love the moment I could bare myself to you naked (without taking my clothes off) and I could show you all my scars (the ones that are invisible to the naked eye) and you loved me even more.
DANIELA SENICK

Love Moment Myself Naked Real Scar Yourself
She plucked a feather from her magnificent wings and dipped it in ink. She wrote poems bled from her scars guided straight from the depths of her heart.
DANIELA SENICK

Bleed Depth Feather Guide Heart Herself Ink Magnificent Poetry Scars Wings
I turned my scars into wisdom, and my past into lessons learnt.
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Learn Lesson Past Scars Wisdom
Baby, tonight prepare yourself for a perfect storm, I will come over you like a hurricane with a terrifying force.
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Force Hurricane Myself Perfect Power Romance Sex Storm Terrify Yourself
She is someone who falls in love with imperfections. Like the moon with all her craters, hearts with cracks, and souls with scars. For she knows they carry the deepest and truest love of all deep inside.
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Crater Deep Herself Imperfect Love Moon Scars Soul True
Before you let someone dive too deep in depths of your soul, make sure he knows how to swim.
DANIELA SENICK

Deep Depth Dive Himself Soul Swimming Yourself
Healing is like dealing with the moods of the moon. Somedays you feel the pain at its fullest and you don’t know how to make it through it, and other days it feels a little bit more bearable.
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Day Feel Healing Mood Moon Pain Power
I can feel you in every part of my body. I do not know how you do it, that you still linger deep inside of my veins bones DNA without even being beside me. But you do and I love that.
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Body Bone DNA Feel Linger Love Myself Part Vein Yourself
She was poetry for a man who wasn’t able to feel her words.
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Feel Herself Man Poetry Word
Pain shapes us into writers, it cuts our veins open like a sharp knife. But while we are about to bleed dry, we turn our blood into ink.
DANIELA SENICK

Bleed Dry Ink Knife Pain Sharp Writer
Plant seeds of hope in the cracks of your broken heart, with a little bit of patience it will soon begin to bloom again.
DANIELA SENICK

Bloom Broken Heart Healing Hope Patience Plant Seed
I hope you can feel me when I think of you.
DANIELA SENICK

Feel Hope Love Myself Yourself
Poetry has its own language which can only be understood, when you read it with your heart and feel it within your soul.
DANIELA SENICK

Feel Heart Language Poetry Soul
Some people don’t even know, how precious they are. That they carry heart of gold inside their chest, and enchant us every day with their shining light.
DANIELA SENICK

Carry Chest Day Enchant Gold Heart Light People Precious Shine
You will find poems hidden on my whole body, Which I would never be able to put into words and write them out.
DANIELA SENICK

Body Hide Poetry Word Writing
My soul is too deep for those who do not dare to dive their head under the waters surface.
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Dare Deep Head Myself Soul Surface Water
I was not always strong. But I was always brave. And to be brave is strong enough.
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Always Brave Deep Enough Strong
Never hold her back from the things she does, with passion in her heart and love in her soul.
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Heart Herself Love Passion Soul
Destiny broke her, but poetry saved her.
DANIELA SENICK

Broken Heart Destiny One Liner Poetry
LISTEN and SILENT have the same letters. It means, when someone is SILENT then LISTEN, for silence speaks volumes.
DANIELA SENICK

Listen Silence Speak Volume
She cannot Conquer your demons. But she can be the guiding light, which shines through the cracks of the darkest corners of your heart to blind them.
DANIELA SENICK

Blind Conquer Crack Darkness Demon Guide Heart Herself Light Shine Yourself
Whenever I look at you my thoughts are full of sensual poetry. But would I write about my feelings for you, my pen would begin to glow and my paper would immediately catch fire.
DANIELA SENICK

Feel Fire Glow Myself Paper Pen Poetry Sensual Thought Yourself
True love should give you the taste of sugar on your lips, and not the salty aftertaste of tears.
DANIELA SENICK

Deep Lips Salt Sugar Taste Tears True Love
Beneath every scar there lies a tragedy, that we try to heal through writing poetry.
DANIELA SENICK

Healing Poetry Scars Tragedy Write
I closed my eyes held my face towards the sky and prayed inwardly for strength to grow. And suddenly it began to rain.
DANIELA SENICK

Close Eyes Face Growth Nature Power Pray Rain Sky Strength Universe
When I write poems about my feelings for you, it seems that even my words blush.
DANIELA SENICK

Blush Feel Myself Poetry Word Writing
Seduce my mind find my soul before your hands touch me.
DANIELA SENICK

Hand Mind Myself Seduce Soul Touch

She plucked a feather from her magnificent wings and dipped it in ink. She wrote poems bled from her scars guided straight from the depths of her heart.

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