Your eyes may be open but your heart is sleeping
You think it’s awake but it sleeps
My eyes are closed and my restless heart awake
What looks like an obstacle to you is a cloud of joy to me
Do not judge me from your weakening will my Little Prince
I know
You are trapped in the web of life
You are bounded to the life you are trying to be
You are a hostage of unwillingness to love
While Me my Prince
I am a hunter with a will
I am a hunter with an everloving heart
I don’t belong
I don’t need to be tamed
I broke free from the gravity of the world
I burn and rise million times to be true to myself
And I will do it over and over again
I don’t hide, I am everevolving
I burn in the boiler of life
My thought is beyond what you have experienced
My love is a place you can’t even imagine it exists
N.
This is beautiful…
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Your writing is beautiful. Had no clue you write. I could read a poetry book written by you.
Author
Thank you Eirik what a compliment really. Wishes for a good end of the year.
“Do not judge me from your weakening will” υπέροχο!
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❤️❤️❤️Would i get a sign copy when you publish these?
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When I publish these you can get as many signed copies as you want 😊
Damn Nikol this is beautiful 🙌
Author
…. thank you!!!
She was a writer a poet and everything put in her mind. Her hunter will always took her to places. I don’t know about your candles your writing is LIT💯💥💣🔥🔥🔥
Author
grateful!
Lovely!!!
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❤️❤️❤️