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This mouth is a wound from where I'm learning

       to love. My love language, I've told strange men, is words

       of affirmation.

- Jai Hamid Bashir

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Did love exist?

Who was the hunter? - And - the prey?

The roles reversed and all was blurred!

(...)

... oh, did I win?

Was I defeated?

- Marina Tsvetaeva

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I—am. You—will be. An abyss between us.

I drink. You thirst. In vain, we try to agree.

Ten years between us, a hundred thousand

Years between us. God builds no bridges.

- Marina Tsvetaeva

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no silêncio, dor

- illy e adriana calcanhotto

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how strange it is for the heart to be loveless

- philip larkin

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Through the eyes love enters mind; but the mind can see nothing,

and not be blind.

- Philip Larkin

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alone in the grove of silent eyes

- john fowles

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we are neither living nor dead but a cloud of words

- john fowles

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meu interesse é viver sem você

when i'm away from you

i'm happier than ever

nosso passado eu procuro esquecer

- ayrton montarroyos & billie eilish

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Please alejandra

open your eyes,

kindle the light

of birth.

- Alejandra Pizarnik

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I forced myself

kicking and screaming

into language

- Alejandra Pisarnik

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Ebb

I know what my heart is like

          Since your love died:

It is like a hollow ledge

Holding a little pool

          Left there by the tide,

          A little tepid pool,

Drying inward by the edge.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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oh lua

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Minha linha

Que o dono da fala

nunca

permita que eu saia

da linha

a linha que 

quanto mais torta

mais posso dizer

que é minha

Sempre fui

meu próprio mestre

e é sem tristeza

que conto

que ainda não aprendi

nada

não me considero

pronto

Em matéria

tão complexa

quanto a arte

de entortar

a linha

que nem a morte

há de um dia

endireitar

- Ricardo Aleixo

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