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''My soul awakes in a forestdreaming in winter sheets
Shadows moving around me
My dream internally bleeds
The wind is blowing cold
Carrying their cries
Cries that break the silence
In an winter night..."
When two heart break together how long do they have to wai t ill the pain is all gone.
Photography Rosalinavmbraticus
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Comments: 17
Love.the dark lipstick really highlights the form of the lips
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no words here, pending pendant and those hungry lips, more than enough to live and die with.
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Every pain should give us a lesson, our task is to learn how to avoid it next time.
I struggle with this for many years and it is not easy... Well, maybe the future will reward me someday...
Don't worry Lady, you are not alone.
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That is the saddest part. I feel like we are all be broken for life.
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Sometimes the rain must fall before flowers can grow.
We must learn from our mistakes because we do them many in our life.
But even if we do that then we need to have someone to tell about that, spit out that bad feelings.
Don't be sad, you are too young, to pretty and i hope to smart for it.
Now is the time when we should enjoy not a pit. Try to find that positive sides and use it like support.
And remember, after night always coming day 
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When two break, they give the other half to eachother to make whole
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Sorry, I had to think about another poem (from Charles Baudelaire) .... and hopefully in a not too bad translation
Luna's sadness
Tonight Luna is lazy and dreamlike,
Like a beautiful woman, flattered by the feeling,
The one, almost overwhelmed by slumber,
Still gentle and dreamy strokes the breasts.
On the avalanche cushions silky smooth
She gave herself to long fainting
And lift the view to the heavens dying,
Where dreams, like flowers, float.
When secretly then in their idleness
She makes a earthbound run of tears,
Then a poet, who escaped from sleep,
In hollow hand the teeth are pale and pale
And hides her glow, flickering like opal,
At his heart in front of the sun.
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I love Charles Baudelaire. I can feel deeply every writting and poems of him..<3 I couldnt have translate better, thank you for sharing! This is so beautiful.. But you know, my first language is french hihi 
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Est-ce que je suis seulement oublieux ou inattentiv? 
Alors, je m'efforce de remplacer mon plus mauvais anglais contre mon mauvais francais.
Et oui! Baudelaire est la poésie pure et vivante!
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On peut pas se souvenir de tout dans la viie hihi :3
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Cependant cela n'excuse pas oublier l'important. 
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