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2022-04-23 23:11:02 Anxiety is when the butterflies in your stomach turn into bees. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 23:11:02 Escape is no escape, all those who survived were faced with valor. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 23:11:02 I understand very well what it means for a fisherman to apologize to the fish he caught, for the old people to wake up early in the morning to have a long day, for a dream to jump out of the nets of life by suicide, I fully understand what it means for the birds to grow up and the tree to become an orphan. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 23:11:02 Do not heal my soul, to pass it on to disease
and walk inside my heart the path of safety.
I don't care what happened to me
If the law of your hobbies is uprightness for your hobbies.
I inhabit the pores of infatuation, my sweetness
To be inside yourself like a cloud.
Do not inflame my wound and pray for it to be healed
Prayers do not work on the Day of Resurrection. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 22:44:02 ‍Sometimes some pictures make you feel that you fell from your soul and became very alive. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 22:44:02 I love the notes on the blank pages and the notes in the margins, I love the feeling of companionship that accompanies reading pages that have been folded by another reader, and reading passages that have drawn my attention to someone who has long since disappeared. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 22:44:02 Words rot inside the conscience of their own accord and become a chronic cancer in the heart of feeling. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 22:44:02 We are the ones who don't miss the sweet melodies, who are caught by the "doo" key in the first row of piano keys, the hoarseness of the violin's throat is not lost on us, our souls sing if we discover a sweet song. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 22:44:02 I am exiled from my country
And in your eyes I meet me..
From you I slipped away like a bleak spectrum
Your air leaked violently from me
So I bled my heart to look like I.
I go through the labors of virgins with love
And my life burns the shards of wishing.
You took your heart out of my heart
without a small consideration.
Because I planted you fruits and fire in it
I was cruel to it and named my opinion
That you are my life, sweet and bitter.
The love that I planted for you in a simple hum
almost poisoned my heart with longing. Open / Comment

2022-04-23 02:22:04 What if we were two pigeons? We fly this morning, and we stand on a window or a shoulder. Extend your wing to me, and I will exchange you for a wing. The sky opens its arms for us, we dance there, and we celebrate the sunrise. Flirt with you, and jealous, so I start acting. You laugh at me hard, and I fly away from you. You follow me like a naughty kid looking for candy. I can't do what you did, so I return to you with my eagerness, and my great desire for you. Then we stand on a solid branch, and you ask me: Who am I? I turn my face away from you, and coo. Like a girl in love, you hide your shyness with a hidden smile. Your question is repeated, and I answer: "a pigeon, and I see you as a flock!" Your groan is louder, and I will strike you with the tip of my wings so that the tree will not turn towards us. We roam the sky from end to end. No distance prevents us from meeting, and no tribe spoils it. Windows and small nests gather us.. We sleep at night on a roof and replace it by day with a beach. All mornings with you begin like this. Imaginative, refreshing. Loved you for no reason, and I write to you for many reasons, and if I did not find it, I invented it. We meet every day in an unexpected way. So I will always love you in a different way. Let's create a new love, like a fantasy. It begins and does not end. Open / Comment