The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNFrom her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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