spectrophobia // poetry [ENG]

Tear-stained nights won't make us happier;
And pounding our fists won't bring us inner peace.
Sometimes I choose the tip of a pen instead of a razor blade;
I let my thoughts flow freely onto the paper.

! This book is an english translation of poetry I wrote in my mother tongue. It might not be perfectly accurate and most poems will be more free-form due to the language switch, but I will try my best to provide a version for my lovely non-czech speaking readers.

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