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 SENICKShe 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.
More Daniela Senick Quotes
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The most beautiful gift that a writer can receive is to know that the reader can feel the emotions in every word.
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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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In the veins of poets flows ink, with which they create words for eternity. When they die a part of their souls will still stay alive in their poetry.
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I hope you can feel me when I think of you.
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LISTEN and SILENT have the same letters. It means, when someone is SILENT then LISTEN, for silence speaks volumes.
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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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I was not always strong. But I was always brave. And to be brave is strong enough.
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I turned my scars into wisdom, and my past into lessons learnt.
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Baby, tonight prepare yourself for a perfect storm, I will come over you like a hurricane with a terrifying force.
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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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Tonight skin on skin is not close enough. I want to feel you deep within.
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In the nights when our souls melt together into one, even the moon blushes.
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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.
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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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When I write poems about my feelings for you, it seems that even my words blush.
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