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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKWhen the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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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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A sense of calmness in this chaotic world somehow soothes me.
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And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
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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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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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When the grass turns brown nobody seems to care. It’s just temporary, they say yet I can feel it will stay and stay.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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