I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKI don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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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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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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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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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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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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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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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 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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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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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 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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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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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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