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Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.

Zuzanna Szostak

We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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Bed Hands Love Sky Summer Talk Togetherness
I cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.
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Breathe Cry Face Fast Guilty Myself Tears
I believed less is what I needed, what I tried to achieve; I thought less is more, better, the minimalistic beauty of life.
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Achievement Beautiful Believe Life Minimalism Myself Need Try
Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
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Growth Hate Sea Struggle
Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.
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Alive Breathe Feeling Way Yourself
Do you recognize your voice, the one that’s coming from your own mouth, when words are forming on your tongue?
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Recognition Voice Word Yourself
Peace is when I am cuddled up in a snug wool blanket with a hot coffee in hand without worry in mind, so I can dream about red sunsets and the scent of warm, sun kissed bodies.
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Body Coffee Dreams Hands Kissing Mindset Peace Worry
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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Feeling Mindset Myself Stay
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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Feeling Love Ocean Priority Yourself
So grand yet so small, so important yet so irrelevant, so beautiful yet so shallow, must thee live in illusion or does real life leave too much of a confusion?
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Beautiful Confusion Illusion Important Life Live Reality Shallow Small
Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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Darkness Day Hope Inspirational Rise Sun
Oh, how I wish you were here bathing in the silky sheets of my dreams, your lips on mine a flame and wine smoke in the air clouds filled with thoughts oh, how I long for your skin and touch.
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Dreams Fantasy Flame Lips Myself Skin Touch Yourself
I cried and cried and cried having Realized that the beauty of my soul was being neglected by nobody else but myself.
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Beautiful Cry Myself Self Love
I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
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Eyes Life Light Myself See True Wild
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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Life Myself Play Ridiculous Time
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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Burn Fire Flame Help Love Possible Stand Tree Yourself

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