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Inga M Jan 2018
she knows it the best
for life has taught her
whatever you do
whenever you do it
do not question it
move with it
face it
do it
advice from my mother
Inga M Jan 2018
bodies to bodies
heartbeats to heartbeats
reach for human warmth
a simple momentary distraction
Inga M Jan 2018
She stares at her window at 2am
like others
only stare at paintings.
But what are those
compared to what she is gazing at, so miraculous.
Her window with the stars outside it
is her favourite painting
and nature itself
is her favourite painter.
Inga M Jan 2018
Trying to feel all at once
I ended up
Feeling nothing
At all
in the train I thought about about wordsworth
Inga M Jan 2018
Feel, stranger the bound between us and give yourself in to it.
Inga M Jan 2020
i am free.
my skin never touched with ***** hands
my mind never filled with any doubts.
Inga M Jan 2020
my worst habits are those of biting fingernails, opening wounds and rubbing my eyes too strongly
and then
then there is you
and you,
oh boy,
you are my worst yet favorite habit
Inga M Jan 2018
mummy listen
I am not sad and I am not lonely
Just because I prefer to spend time on my own, alone, with my books and my writing and my music all around me.
Mummy listen
I know you’ve been through a lot with your daughters and I know we’ve put you in situations we should not have done
But listen mummy listen
Your girls are fine
They have outgrown themselves
Outgrown who they were 5 years ago
Mummy
Listen
I love you
We love you
Inga M Jan 2018
together
they resemble an avalanche rather than a summer's heat
my parents
Inga M Jan 2018
her grey hair does not matter
                                             as long as
                                                        the sun's gold shines out of her soul
about getting old(er)
Inga M Jan 2020
silence is the loudest of all screams.
Inga M Jan 2018
i am awake at hours  
                                    I usually
                                                    spend
                                                               in dreams.
Inga M Jan 2018
the more i let them get to know me
the more i feel like losing track of myself
am i the only one
Inga M Jan 2018
It is what gives you your colors.
You can dress the way you like,
but the palette of what is inside you
is put together by
h
o
m
e
It is what gives you your colors.
what i wrote in my motivationletter
Inga M Feb 2020
to me
she is spring
Inga M Jan 2018
you shoud give in to temptation, at least that is what wilde tells us. but if you do, if you allow your soul's deepest wish to come true, dont you just give room for more? more to wish for more to hope for? is that really any better than keeping a temptation?
just thoughts
war
Inga M Jan 2020
war
love is not easy
love is not tranquil
love is not comfortable
love demands every bit of strength and effort
sometimes, love is war.
Inga M Jan 2018
i know all your letters by heart
and maybe
that's why it feels so heavy

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