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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.

Zuzanna Szostak

Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Fear Growth Old Tranquility
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 SZOSTAK

Enough Love Remember Simplicity Small
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
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
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
Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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Carry Flame Hurt Mistake Myself Skin
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
And I try, I so try to fit everywhere, with everyone to be neutral, to be good and with all that, I lose myself. I lose the truest layer of all.
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Goodness Lose Myself True Try
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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Beautiful Drown Fall Sea See
And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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Herself Love Worth
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
A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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Calm Chaos Myself Peace World
Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Growth Hate Sea Struggle
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
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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAK

Dreams Fantasy Flame Lips Myself Skin Touch Yourself
No matter where we are, what air we breathe or which stars we are under. Your eyes always take me to dream land; that inner child-like peace of mind. That I crave when you’re gone and afar and I only see you when in my sleep.
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Breathe Crave Dreams Mindset Peace Sleep Stars 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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