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River of LightA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Entangled in my own thoughts, I wait for the time to become my shadow as well. Subordinated to the silence, I float on the wave of you.. |
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Of Street LampsA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..You are the messenger who feeds me the first extinct star at sunrise. You are the pain that brings green tears tangled in my eyelashes... |
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The WastelandA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Rise above the sky, above the heavens spread at my feet. Catch up with my memories, casually give the last sunset. Before you pass, .. |
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Time Instead of LonelinessA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Thousands of wasted stars. Billions of badly spoken words. Will I look for the tear that will make my future pass? Hidden behind a cur.. |
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Broken MirrorA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Come back with tomorrow's faith in the unknown. Turn away from the light and look into eyes of your shadow. You found me in that b.. |
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Hidden Between WordsA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..You keep trying on the same worn face. You misjudge your first life, give it an incorrect meaning. You abandon the future that lurk.. |
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Dressed in WordsA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Hidden in the shadow of the flame in your heart, I care for the black flower of abandoned solitude. Your lips dress my thoughts int.. |
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My White BloodA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..My white blood is flowing against the tide. My time is missing your porcelain heart. Help me understand the pain that, instead of tears, .. |
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Garden of StonesA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..The aftertaste of your late dreams is insane. I come, wrapped in a dress from the brightest stars, cuddle up to your sweet fear. I bel.. |
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The CradleA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Match my last lost tear to my words. The love that someone has woven from dreams is not needed by anyone today. I hide in the cozy .. |
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The Black RainA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..I don't want to die in arms of naked clouds. I don't want to be born at the feet of the murdered Moon. Lift my heart out of conscience.. |
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My Unnecessary BodyA Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..Why is passion avoiding my fresh body? Why cannot lust breach a door ajar? Immersed in screaming, I look for respite from salty words, .. |
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