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Everybody is writing about true love.
About all the happiness and the suffering that brings you.
But nobody is writing about summer love
the purest of them all and the most beautiful love.
Don't get me wrong, nothing can compare with the true love, ...
  128 
The moment I stopped being in love with you was the moment I saw who I was
What I liked about you
Confused little girl looking for her father's love
Looking for male validation without realising it.
But I am a woman- I'm scared, I need strength ...
  138 
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going further, murder is just a word
a dirt on somebody's boots
a body on a journey to reach its roots ...
  238 
hey, remember me?
it's been a while.
i just couldn't forget that gorgeous smile
i know this might sound a bit wild,
but you remind me of when i was a child ...
  475 
The lair of every witch
is beautiful, warm and cozy...
I - another successful catch!
  451 
I don't know you
but I know too well,
Your habit of not locking the door, and walking shoeless on the cold floor
Your worn pijama with small spots on it
Your messy hair which can almost always be seen in the air ...
  403 
I dream for a quiet place -
where I can rest while mellow air refreshes my body and face
and not be disturbed by humans loudly talking outside;
or by the unpleasantly loud garden machinery;
or by the neighbour stomping heavily on the floor; ...
  571 
I was there with you!
I was waiting for an adventure.
I went to one
but I wasn’t prepared for it.
I left everything and left. ...
  900 
I was on my window today,
holding my binoculars,
watching the birds outside.
I love to watch the birds,
but this day I saw something. ...
  969 
I asked her,
“Why they send you here?
What do you think is wrong with you?”
and she looked at me with a calm, innocent smile.
“ There is nothing wrong with me. ...
  1029 
Drab dreary desecration of deformed delusions dawns destructively down drawn devilishly deeper into desolate deformity devoid of dreams.
Deigned divine dominance dooms downtrodden domains of destitute debauchery driven daily downward.
Done deals define duplicitous dukes and demons drenched in damnat ...
  1217 
Mansion...
Entrance,
beautiful and welcoming.
Halls,
Nice, clean, ...
  865 
You have gone million light-years away
Time waved last farewell with the aeons
The white nightingale sung his song before its
tender voice to be gone forever
The seven moons' light shall be gone ...
  1015 
Нощта претисна ме до постелята
сърцето ми сякаш спря да бие
пред очите ми райска градина
препълнена с цветя красиви.
Аз бягах към тази красота ...
  1020 
I dream about you, sometimes.
It's nothing much.
A random conversation
or a simple touch.
  1162 
Just imagine a non-statistical girl`s feed
to move rapidly following a drum beat.
She jumps and hops and capers and twirls
and other similar moves or verbs.
Like the best natural driving wheel ...
  1141 
every grain of sand
is secretly
a polyhedron
that despises science
like every grain of joy ...
  1038 
flying now erratic circles
I'm the moth who didn't flee
glutinous tongue of careless wind
caught me in a single lick
pulling inexorably into the opening ...
  835 
poetry has rhythm, it has heart
but only when the writer does his part
emotions flow and emotions go
in the unconscious down below
thought is left so far behind ...
  1002 
patterns in patterns
emotional chatters
none of it matters
as the mind scatters
instinctive desires ...
  711 
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