Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
The vase, reconstructed, houses
The elusive rose.

But my voice will not be stifled - it will rise from my breast even when I feel most alone, and my heart will give it all the fire that callous cowards deny it.

just to figure out nothing could keep you awake half the night
not to know what you want is a terrible thing you should fight
you just sift for the face of the dark while you wait for the light

Hoy es mi cumpleanos.

Actions destroy most of what people say. Haphazard English and hypocrisy is nothing to the truth of vitality and spiritual liveliness that transcends stupid things like language. It is not even easier said than done, but forgotten is the easiest. Ignorance was the remedy to turmoil and their breaking hearts-willingly ceasing to be conductors of ( Read more... )

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"It is for this reason that most of us would rather love than be loved. Almost everyone wants to be the lover. And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many. The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved. The lover ( Read more... )

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I'm so warm and calm inside
I no longer have to hide
Let's talk about someone else
Steaming soup against her mouth
Nothing really bothers her
She just wants to love herself

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