We have to remember to do small things every single day and minute for sometimes love is simply not enough to fill our cup.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI gave all of my vulnerability away for you, to you exposed the dirt of my soul not understood. Kept on, waiting for hope, in despair.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
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I feel all that, your touch your presence your breath but can’t tell if its you I’m looking at.
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How is it possible that with one stare I’m in flames and no fire extinguisher shall help me? and so here I stand a tree burning from inside out of love from you.
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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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From time to time, I would like to cut off all the strings and lines that conclude that ridiculous puppet show they call life.
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A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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When the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
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Everyday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
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This feeling in my chest is telling me to stay to do as I should, to be where I should but my mind is telling me to go away.
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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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And when I was looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that beneath these scars lies a woman, that is good that is kind, that I myself aspired to be.
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Curled up in a ball slowly shutting down as my body is being devoured by those ugly, fearsome monsters that have lived in my guts ever since I could remember.
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Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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On the verge of what is there to see, a beautiful landscape of the sea washing away what we’re made off, looking back we drown we fall.
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