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.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKOh, 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.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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This feeling in my chest is telling me to stay to do as I should, to be where I should but my mind is telling me to go away.
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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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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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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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Everyday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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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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