trixdawson

@trixdawson · 1 year ago

My miserable diary and my miserable life story dating back to my childhood

I'm cautious now while weaving life with dreams. To hell with all teachings. Silence and nightmares were my counterparts, whereas enthusiasm and dreams were of course a large-scale window sill, the...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

It is never a lie that I am as good-natured as I am incompatible

I'm a mutiny that has been silenced. I was the last to wake up from the dead climate. I am the rose of the season, my feelings, the nightingale of the season and the nightingale of the life I shield...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

The wings of pure knowledge are what the sorcerer fears most!

Coincidence is the concerto of the senses. I think of that marvellous word called coincidence. Its spread in the infinite loneliness of the universe. How that gift presented to sad hearts at unex...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

Doors slammed in my face and the rough wind blows in my soul!

My dreams are not haunted these days. Just like you emphasized, after all, you were the first to say that you are not alone in dreams. Did you add the depression of the heart like the nausea hidden...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

I'm still searching for myself that doesn't end

My dreams, I say, my dreams. Uninterrupted and unintentional. I define the season, I define every new day as a day, I expect the season, actually intertwined time and emotions and negative positive...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

I've never been a misfit person

That world where I suffocate is, of course, my intimacy, cross-legged and swaddled. My words are never isolated and my voice is still cheerful and my genealogy is still Sunshine. My ancestors, my gr...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

I would never skip my homework accompanied by mixed feelings and restlessness

I was the only regular in the abandoned classroom. Whatever is hanging in front of me is like a painting that I actually hang on the wall with my hands. Everything was hidden in the climate of my he...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

I will suddenly find peace in the bondage of love

A rough wind is pounding inside me. It's like the universe incubated. To the wound of the night where I present a section of my stricken dreams, and the flickering and moving stars inside me, sometim...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

I live with a self-data and add a word to the night

A port of blue in the bed of dreams! The climate of the heart that anchors my life sometimes collapses to the ground, sometimes to the top of the sky, to the top of the sky, where I am placed in a pe...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

Cheering with my words the alphabet hidden inside me

Now every line, " Why did I write this line too? " I angrily add to the previous one. I feel it is my duty to keep my saintly existence up to the last minute with the same vision. Because any other ki...

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@trixdawson · 1 year ago

I'm close to the jugular vein in your neck where I string pearls of emotion

I'm close to the jugular vein in your neck where I string pearls of emotion Clusters of dreams are obviously documents of betrayal and dreams hidden in the face of reality. While that song sung by t...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

My real memory is the library of my mind, I reach out my hand

My existence is not stolen! The ignorance of that divine void, and here is the loneliness on its bed, handfuls of stars are hidden in my hands, the scent of lavender, the delicate texture of love, an...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I'm in this awesome age where even a greeting is spared

My loneliness hidden in this difficult road to fall into since I was caught in the shower of a dream. I try to open people's hearts with the screwdriver in my hand, but none of them respond, still I...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I expel those who are likely to leave from my soul

I'm aware that my eyeglasses have increased in the last few years. I mourn my old low glasses trick. I don't have the luxury of going to the doctor myself, I don't particularly like the measurement...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I don't look at people and lie just so they'll approve of me

I am on the throne of dreams, dear stranger. I am a fire that silence hears! I hug the mature body of my inner voice and mature ears, while the guide of the life spent in social life is the one that...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I have words that have fallen into my heart because of the people who lost their greetings

You are a city that burns in the stampede of my heart. Please turn off all the lights before I die. My words are neither iridescent nor prohibitive: My hatred and anger at the demon that blew its c...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

Hundreds of books I've read about you have given me so much

I share a loneliness with poetry and everything that goes from my strength to my strength is inside me. As a quote, I've stopped talking about my life stolen from my everyday and stolen dreams, I just...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I woke up to the call of exhaustion today

My prayers have no color because as much as I embrace a utopia, I am deaf to the call of the world, and I know that the scale is as fake as the cruelty and evil and demon that I boycott. Because I onl...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I've never been harmed by people who were hurt

I have never drank poetry. I never knew that I would be a rebellion left over from the boats that were floating on the horizon of my heart and the ships that sank for a lifetime. I fell in love once....

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I want to fully trust the other person without breaking my heart.

I'm on the radar of your life! Sometimes the tired pages I scratch are as much a part of me as I am scribbling. Melancholy and joy. Many syllables that do not remain in me, because I love to play w...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

Now I wake up more happy in the mornings

Loveless people, on the other hand, are supposedly loving and omnipotent and I can't help it: I love my nothingness and I have always aspire to the office of nothingness. I demand neither implicatio...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

It is only humanity and love that is in my head

What does being earth change? Just as we came from the soil and we will go to the soil. With my blossoming soul and the fast approaching spring, know how I too will run to the countryside and bloom....

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I also kicked out the shadows that accompanied my smiling face

Life when it's not a game! I'm a noose in the blind knot of my loneliness. You took my youth, which I sacrificed to blind bullets, in front of the bullets. I have the perfect white collar title tha...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

Even if I write thousands of poems, I am still the child of the first day

The mild season hidden inside me and a stylish smile hidden outside me. While my destiny and my fortune and my chest and my chest and what I don't think are my slogan as much as I pronounce it, my fe...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I write as I burn and I burn as I write

I have words, old man. I have everything old: Love and respect and respect and peace and truth. My words. Did I pay the price? Shouldn't I love then? The guidance that I climb as much as I love....

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I searched for a garden of paradise in my life adventure

My fascination is on the lapel of my pen like a badge that attaches to reality and sometimes dreams. Uncapped words are not in my area of interest. In fact, even though I accept every word, I am de...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

My gaze was vacant and you were my biggest iMy gaze was vacant and you were my biggest illusion

The experience turned into an unmatched freak. Existence has been replaced by a completely different world. Memories turned into a cloud of dust, Life was now in the colony of another star. We wer...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

Since the day I met poems, I've been hiding your words

With the words of love, when my soul was poetry, I set out on the road. My love, my enmity with love, the darkness, and yet my sadness hidden in the dark, my Lord, my tears that I shed as poetry by j...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I'm angry at my pen, my inner voice is still on silent waiting

The days are nights, the nights are sadness. On my journey, the train that I caught at the last moment in the back car, and once I was its locomotive, my life, my pride and my teachings were defeated...

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@trixdawson · 2 years ago

I dedicate free smiles to that huge wound hidden inside me

My dreams are one-man wit. I am on the sill, hidden perhaps in the womb of the universe, declaring my pre-death immunity. I am the miserable god of my chronic fatigue and hypocritical smiles, my hea...

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