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            <title><![CDATA[Loneliness of the unworthy]]></title>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Thais Finotto Visani]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2018 02:02:47 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2018-12-18T02:02:47.095Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/500/1*_uRjzkttPaHXsEIafNpEqw@2x.jpeg" /></figure><p>People choose to love</p><p>Parts of you they like most</p><p>They ignore the truth</p><p>And keep eyes closed for unpleasantries</p><p>.</p><p>They cloak you in a well-built mask</p><p>A perfect self</p><p>A projection of their desires</p><p>Ignoring what’s ugly underneath</p><p>.</p><p>Once you are alone</p><p>Without the need to cover</p><p>The loneliness is deafening</p><p>And crushes the heart with unworthiness</p><p>.</p><p>They won’t listen to your sorrows</p><p>Or try to understand your pain</p><p>You’re already in it too deep to</p><p>And the mask is your lifeline to the world</p><p>.</p><p>Behind every smile is a tear</p><p>In every glance a cry for help</p><p>Pleasantries that hide screams</p><p>Laughs that strangle to death</p><p>.</p><p>In the deep of the night there’s only you</p><p>Desolate in chilling disregard</p><p>Your weaknesses grow in the shadows</p><p>Ready for just a single slip</p><blockquote><em>(Thais Finotto Visani – 17/12/2018 – 11:49 pm)</em></blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=b37da96fa9c" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Fight to be heard]]></title>
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            <category><![CDATA[feminism]]></category>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2018 00:14:22 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2018-02-17T00:14:40.995Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*kWe88HRvWTVfVT2Oo1CLrA.jpeg" /></figure><p>We are the outcasts that run society <br>We are the shadows that lurks Power<br>We are women, black and LGBTs<br>We are undermined and stereotyped</p><p>.</p><p>We struggle to be heard<br>We have to fight just to have equal rights <br>We are beaten and killed everyday <br>Yet, we face the excuses of those who have it all</p><p>.</p><p>Days and nights are battles to have the same respect<br>Just to live and breathe as anyone should<br>And not being afraid of going out and not coming back home<br>To have freedom and security without worries</p><p>.</p><p>Everyday we face our fears in the alleys and streets<br>Try to win the same opportunities in our works and communities<br>We give all we have to prove we are worth it, we deserve it<br>And the battle still goes on with endless unheard voices making a difference a step at time</p><blockquote>(Thais Finotto Visani — 14/02/2018–1h48 am)</blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=4c9cdb9a1c44" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Fading away with time]]></title>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Thais Finotto Visani]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2018 06:50:19 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2018-02-17T00:15:42.030Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*0tJaO8mr1zqBJZwLG_e_-g@2x.jpeg" /></figure><p>Will you cry</p><p>When I’m gone?</p><p>Could you remember me</p><p>when I’m no more?</p><p>Would anyone notice a shineless star</p><p>that faded away completely?</p><p>.</p><p>My clock is ticking</p><p>the time is ending</p><p>Friends are gone</p><p>as those who care</p><p>The week has more days</p><p>Than tears from whom will notice</p><p>.</p><p>My goals are unachievable</p><p>All efforts are pointless</p><p>I seek answers that are always wrong</p><p>No matter how many times I try</p><p>The hope has faded</p><p>As the smiles on my lips</p><p>.</p><p>I’ve tried so hard</p><p>And I’m tired</p><p>Of impunity</p><p>And unfairness</p><p>And power-hungry people</p><p>Above and beyond all others</p><p>.</p><p>I don’t care anymore</p><p>But even sleep evades me</p><p>And on these many lonely nights</p><p>I plan of how I’ll go away</p><p>Wish and pray for an ending</p><p>That might never come naturally</p><p>.</p><p>So I’m stuck between the doubt</p><p>Of passiveness or damnation</p><p>Pills of tranquil cold stillness</p><p>Or turbulent thoughts that kill slowly</p><p>And yet, every time the clock ticks,</p><p>I know I’m even less of what was left before</p><blockquote>(Thais Finotto Visani — 28/01/2018 — 4h25 am)</blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=bb1cd9c828b8" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Learning how to dream]]></title>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Thais Finotto Visani]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2017 11:29:01 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2017-07-10T14:55:27.919Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*l8KQ3-kcwQJjsbgZgMo46A.jpeg" /></figure><p>I’ve dreamt of broken wings<br>And false hopes<br>I’ve dreamt of a shadow that lurks<br>And a future that won’t be</p><p>I’ve been dreaming of a fine sunshine<br>And a life with rainbows for a while<br>But now that happiness I won’t see<br>And I’ve got to write a new path for me</p><p>I still believe in the hope of that dream<br>That all will right itself<br>I’ve got to wish for a new dream<br>And learn to live in others’ hopes as well</p><p>Now I see that you have to dream together<br>Or all your longings are lost<br>And now I’ve got to learn it all again<br>For my dream is broken, but the hope is not</p><blockquote>(Thais Finotto Visani — 10/07/2017–3h07 am)</blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=3047484751e5" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[A love to conquer all]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2017 02:03:11 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2017-07-07T10:32:13.389Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*3egMYZ95TMdCImzO0q1r1Q@2x.jpeg" /></figure><p>Love is to give yourself fully<br>And receive other wholeheartedly in return<br>It’s to make another your priority<br>And let the self be second</p><p>Love is a balance<br>Where no one weighs more on one side<br>It’s to compromise the givens<br>And share the losses</p><p>Some say they love<br>But are not ready to let other lead<br>Others may love truly<br>But yet don’t know how to show</p><p>Love is but a game with no winner or loser<br>For it is selfless and yet selfish<br>Love is not for all and still to everyone who dare<br>Because in giving up yourself you conquer it all</p><blockquote>(Thais Finotto Visani — 06/07/2017–10h38 pm)</blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=10ec160696d7" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[I live in details]]></title>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Thais Finotto Visani]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2017 13:05:39 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2017-03-27T13:28:52.356Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*GkSMEn3BbSMs__6aAygwhg.jpeg" /></figure><p>I love too much,<br>Feel too intensely<br>Care too deeply<br>And open myself completely</p><p>My world is in the details<br>Those little things no one cares<br>Each “good morning” and “how was your day?”<br>And every “what do you think about that?”</p><p>I see people in their peculiarities<br>The small parts that make them unique<br>That opinion that shares their souls with the world<br>And that sometimes no one asks</p><p>Sometimes I want to find others like this<br>People that see my fragilities through my eyes<br>And don’t need to ask what’s wrong<br>Because they are already offering a hug to solve it all</p><blockquote>(Thais Finotto Visani — 27/03/2017–9h34 am)</blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=bbaa4182ab8b" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Drowning in numbness]]></title>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Thais Finotto Visani]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2016 13:18:10 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2016-11-30T13:31:40.793Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*dGy2wFNat7qP3Iu0CbH9AA.jpeg" /></figure><p>Let the river flow within you <br>Carry away your sorrows<br>Drown the numbness <br>Dilute the sadness <br><br>Feel the waters submerge your true self<br>Let go of your expectations <br>Get rid of disappointments <br>Forget the loneliness <br><br>Find within yourself the true gems<br>Discover the hidden pearls you keep<br>Get impulse from the bottom <br>And emerge stronger and brighter <br><br>True power comes from unearthing who you are <br>Embracing your flaws <br>Never accepting less than your value<br>Letting the stubborn child you once were conquer the world</p><blockquote>(Thais Finotto Visani — 30/11/2016–1h20 am)</blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=6e81a776d936" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Memories of death]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2016 03:53:58 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2016-11-29T13:08:59.484Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*NALC4TM48IrAQxpfA6yxlg.jpeg" /></figure><p>Sometimes you need</p><p>A shoulder to cry on</p><p>And find none</p><p>No one understands your pain</p><p>The real suffering within</p><p>And the loss you’ve seen</p><p>With November comes the fear</p><p>That reopens the gap in your heart</p><p>You can’t again deal with a loss there’s dear</p><p>And hope your world isn’t once more torn apart</p><p>Come December and bring new hope</p><p>Keep the tears from being shed</p><p>You don’t need again to learn how to cope</p><p>For your heart had already bled</p><blockquote><em>(Thais Finotto Visani — 29/11/2016 — 1h30 am)</em></blockquote><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=af81b0c29f6d" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[My Muse]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2016 19:41:40 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2016-08-30T19:45:04.187Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*9HcGMVIFj0QzXa6wSj9x_w.jpeg" /></figure><p>I’ve found my muse<br>In a smile that wrinkles the eyes<br>A soft voice that carries gentleness<br>A love so great that makes me cry</p><p>I’ve found my inspiration<br>That makes me seek greatness<br>Moves me to reach higher<br>And conquer the world</p><p>I’ve found it in you<br>And you made me realize<br>That was all me<br>This whole time</p><p><em>(Thais Finotto Visani — 30/08/2016–3h57 pm)</em></p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=c09b9641c6a0" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[At war with my fears]]></title>
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            <dc:creator><![CDATA[Thais Finotto Visani]]></dc:creator>
            <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2016 20:38:41 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2016-06-03T21:02:59.466Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*KcqRLzS5ilFVixCZcosDqw.jpeg" /></figure><p>It’s strange how life change<br>In an hour, a minute, a second<br>I’m barely holding on <br>Trying to keep afloat<br>I was dead inside<br>And now I’m free<br>With a cost <br>Always a cost</p><p>It’s hard to let go<br>Of what keeps me unhappy <br>That unknown step in the right direction <br>The ever present fear of failure <br>And looming ghosts of the past<br>Every wrong choice haunting me <br>Trying to keep me chained <br>Locked up into myself</p><p>I’m the one with the key, no one else<br>It’s hard to keep the head high <br>To take deep breaths and go ahead<br>I can see where I’m going<br>I just have to get there<br>Be strong and believe <br>I’m battling against myself<br>I just have to choose the right side… and leap</p><p><em>(Thais Finotto Visani — 23/05/2016–10h33 Pm)</em></p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=925684620aaf" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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