I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKEach and every bad seed counts, for even if they don’t survive or grow too beautifully, a bad seed allows you to re-evalutate the others and appreciate them even more.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.
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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
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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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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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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.
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For the most important type of love is love for oneself and only you can hear all of your beautiful verses that never got to see the light of the day.
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Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.
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Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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Each and every bad seed counts, for even if they don’t survive or grow too beautifully, a bad seed allows you to re-evalutate the others and appreciate them even more.
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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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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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