Sometimes you don’t miss the place, the time but the state of mind.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI’m dehydrated, lacking the water you pour into me every time we drown in each other’s navy blue oceans.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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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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Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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Carrying the weight of my mistakes I burst into flames that hurt my skin.
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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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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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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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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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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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We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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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 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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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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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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