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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.

Zuzanna Szostak

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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Feeling Mindset Myself Stay
The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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Beautiful Myself Mystery Night Silence Soul
Everyday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
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Day Myself Touch
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
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
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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Beautiful Day Important Light Love
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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Beg Breathe Drink Myself Prayer Pride Water Worth
And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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Herself Love Worth
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
A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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Calm Chaos Myself Peace World
Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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Darkness Day Hope Inspirational Rise Sun
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
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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Breathe Feeling Myself Presence Touch
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
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
We have to remember to do small things every single day and minute for sometimes love is simply not enough to fill our cup.
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Enough Love Remember Simplicity Small
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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Allow Bad Beautiful Count Growth Seed Survive Yourself
Blissful comfort of pain and sorrow ravishes my rationality and drinks up my hope, for even thee whom I romanticize so deeply leaves me in a pool of intrusive thoughts telling me no matter what I say or do even the mirror despises you.
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Bliss Comfort Hate Hope Mirror Myself Sorrow Yourself
I’m dehydrated, lacking the water you pour into me every time we drown in each other’s navy blue oceans.
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Drown Love Ocean Relationship Sex Time Water
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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Aspiration Goodness Kind Mirror Myself Scars Woman
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 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.
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Hope Myself Soul Understand Vulnerable Wait
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
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
A feeling deliciously bitter lingers on my tongue. It’s sharp relish urges me to keep my mouth shut and my conscience clear. Though how can one act so when one’s veins are stuffed with what’s not said before?
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Act Conscience Deep Delicious Feeling Oneself Tongue
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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Beg Breathe Drink Myself Prayer Pride Water Worth
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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Anxiety Body Fear Live Mental Monster Myself Remember Ugly

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