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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.

Zuzanna Szostak

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

Life Myself Play Ridiculous 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
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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Care Feeling Grass Myself Nature Stay Temporary
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
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
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
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
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
And, somehow that loved and loving girl can love anyone but herself.
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Herself Love Worth
Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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Darkness Day Hope Inspirational Rise Sun
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
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 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
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
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
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

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