Pain has one name but finds you through many.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIPain has one name but finds you through many.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIYou know the marks of my skin better than anyone else. I’d be lying if I didn’t say you’ve made a few yourself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIThe death of imagination is the end of all possibility.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIPalm trees-they bend but never break I hope your love grows like this.
QUINN ZUKOWSKII am tired of being the frontline to other peoples war if I must die today may it be for myself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIDown to earth but she stayed an angel.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIShe undresses like honey In a half emptied bottle, it is warm it is good it is god.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIListening – it is a love I cherish well.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIMy longing for intimacy does not abandon the love I’ve built for myself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKITo be struck with a force you cannot match if not death it must be love.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIIf you don’t understand your own heart why should I trust you with mine?
QUINN ZUKOWSKIIts been a while since a new face learned my favorite things.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIYour happiness doesn’t need permission from someone else.
QUINN ZUKOWSKII didn’t want someone else I wanted the best version of you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKII cannot rid you from myself light moves through the hole in my heart and oh it casts your shadow.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIMy mind is never where it needs to be and doesn’t tell me where it goes it runs away one window to the next looking for you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKI