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A proudly South African🇿🇦 poet
Published in Dear Violet, available on Amazon🌹

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@DiaryRaphael

| I wanted the whole world or nothing- Bukowski | A proudly South African🇿🇦 poet Published in Dear Violet, available on Amazon🌹

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Contemplating my life decisions 😃

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AGREEEEED

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Why does Hozier make me feel MORE poetic? Is it poetic panic? Is there such a thing as poetic panic????


My god! If I can't love like the love described in work song, I will never love at all.


If y'all ever wonder about my writing, know that I'm okay - I just listen to Hozier.


Call me a hopeless romantic or whatever but a recurring thought of mine is slow dancing to In a Week😭


I have decided that I'm no longer going to adult. Instead, I'm going to buy haunted houses, discover their secrets and release their ghostly inhabitants.


I would say that I am an entire human being: 1 part Soulful 1 part hopeless romantic 2 parts melancholic I have the formula for emotion and pain, for hopeful joy and endless love.


Devil's Trill Sonata (Giuseppe Tartini) is a perfect representation of how it sounds inside my mind.


Merry Christmas to the lovers and the hopeless romantics. We are the clichés that make Christmas worth it❤️🎄


Oh! To share a dance with a special one on Christmas while the sound of Snowman embraces the air. This, this is the true beauty of a Christmas tale.


Understanding our emotion is the first step in understanding the art that we are. Artwork: Karl Bryullov (1799-1852); The Last Day of Pompeii.

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Artwork: 
Karl Bryullov (1799-1852); The Last Day of Pompeii.

When Ruth B. said in Dandelions; "I'm in a field of dandelions, wishing on everyone that you'd be mine. I see forever in your eyes..."


I have reached so far down into my own hell that I've grabbed my demons by their very throats and looked them in their eyes. I've broken their horns, And suffocated their raging fires into small flames. I've cut off their wings and I wear it now, proudly. Raphael.


¬The Rambling of a Wondering Mortal¬ I know, sometimes, we have a little moment of escape from this life. We get into our heads and ACTUALLY listen to our thoughts. This is what I sometimes hear when I listen to my unconscious. Raphael.

DiaryRaphael's tweet image. ¬The Rambling of a Wondering Mortal¬

I know, sometimes, we have a little moment of escape from this life. We get into our heads and ACTUALLY listen to our thoughts. This is what I sometimes hear when I listen to my unconscious.

Raphael.

The masculine urge to shout my innermost desires of love to the moon, so that I can make it known how much of it I have to give, is real right now.


¬Like fossils and dead wood¬ I think there is a point in all our lives, either in the past, present or future when this feeling will or has passed. When we feel so deeply for the things we love and most times destroy our worlds because of that love.

DiaryRaphael's tweet image. ¬Like fossils and dead wood¬

I think there is a point in all our lives, either in the past, present or future when this feeling will or has passed. When we feel so deeply for the things we love and most times destroy our worlds because of that love.

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