Seduce my mind find my soul before your hands touch me.
DANIELA SENICKThrough writing we try to give sense to the thoughts in our heads and the chaos in our souls and the scars in our hearts.
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I closed my eyes held my face towards the sky and prayed inwardly for strength to grow. And suddenly it began to rain.
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You will find poems hidden on my whole body, Which I would never be able to put into words and write them out.
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Poetry has its own language which can only be understood, when you read it with your heart and feel it within your soul.
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I turned my scars into wisdom, and my past into lessons learnt.
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Sometimes I write Because I don’t know what I’m feeling deep inside, or because I feel too many different feelings at the same time. And if I read it then it may make sense and will help me understand, what’s going on in my heart and head.
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True love should give you the taste of sugar on your lips, and not the salty aftertaste of tears.
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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.
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Tonight skin on skin is not close enough. I want to feel you deep within.
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My soul is too deep for those who do not dare to dive their head under the waters surface.
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Never mess with a poets heart for they know how to turn broken pieces in a written masterpiece of art.
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Beneath every scar there lies a tragedy, that we try to heal through writing poetry.
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When you stumble and fall on your knees, it does not mean you are weak. The only important is your braveness while you stand up again and face it.
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If she lets you be a part of her life, you have to understand that she thinks you know how to deal with hurricanes.
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Never hold her back from the things she does, with passion in her heart and love in her soul.
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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.
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