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From time to time, I would like to cut off all the strings and lines that conclude that ridiculous puppet show they call life.

Zuzanna Szostak

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
Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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Carry Flame Hurt Mistake Myself Skin
Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.
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Mindset Missing Place State Time
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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 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
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
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
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
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

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