

Dream ink.Empty busses driving nowhere, in the scenery of dripping rain. Empty faces showing just a glare. Humming to the same old song, Dreaming about,Dream ink.
Dreaming without. tripping over the same curve. Bump on the head, An wakening shock.
A cold kiss, Sting to the heart. Passion lost, Drifted away on sudden perception. Pinching to free a dream.
Patience, a virtue, Also a medicine,
Against a cure that might hurt you. Waking up grabbing for the pen, Written down is a dream. A flow of ink dripping. Door shoves open with a

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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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''I realised i am god when i was praying and figured out i was talking to myself.''
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Ana-Maria Naszyńska
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Mine is yours and yours is mine
I will sacrifice
In your honor
I would die tonight
For you to feel alive
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