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I Many Times Thought

I many times thought peace had come
When peace was far away,
As wrecked men deem they sight the land
When far at sea they stay.

And struggle slacker, but to prove,
As hopelessly as I,
That many the fictitious shores
Before the harbor lie.

-Emily Dickinson

:) how i love poetry

Music, When Soft Voices Die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap'd for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts when thou are gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

-Percy Shelley

my *deep* thoughts for today ;)

http://www.amybrownart.com/images1/tat2s/NAPEANGEL.jpg
^ i really enjoy this tattoo.. :)