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I cried and cried and cried having Realized that the beauty of my soul was being neglected by nobody else but myself.

Zuzanna Szostak

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
Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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Darkness Day Hope Inspirational Rise Sun
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
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
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 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 don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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Dreams Inspirational Myself Stay
A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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Calm Chaos Myself Peace World
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
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
Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.
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Mindset Missing Place State Time
Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.
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Art Breathe Leaving Lost Peace Race Thinking Worry
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
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
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

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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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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