The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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