The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.  Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel.  ( Read more... )

I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you, Will you never ( Read more... )

There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we have to
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden

'Cause you will be somebody's boy
And you will keep each other warm
But tonight I am feeling cold

"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair."

So sung a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:

"Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And ( Read more... )

I blinkered my eyes to the world ,
around us madness loomed,
and watched your heart unfurl
like the sweetest rose in bloom.

It grew so strong and sure at first,
your little heart of vine,
I struggled to meet it's thirst,
so it grew hungry, and consumed mine.


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I got my connection back today. Wheee! Sat down immediatly to read everything that I missed. Damn, my flist page fills so quickly. Anyways, I`m not back for long. I have some serious stuff to do and (in the daytime mostly), I`ll be away from computer. So if you write to me in msn and I don`t reply, then obviously I`m not there and most likely won`t ( Read more... )

*sigh* I just don`t get it. What the hell is going on?!! Everything was getting back to normal, dreams becoming true, problems getting solved and now all of a sudden everything stopped. It`s like stuck in the air! The way to the dream is paused and that pause may lead to a complete crash. And the worst part is that I have this feeling in my heart ( Read more... )

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair ( Read more... )

Коли він рано вийшов
Щоб більше не прийти
Її зустріла тиша
Очима сироти
Яку ніхто не хоче
Яка завжди одна
Які дві різні ночі
Щаслива і страшна

Пригвождена к позорному столбу,
Я все ж скажу, что я тебя люблю.

Что ни одна до самых недр - мать
Так на ребенка своего не взглянет.
Что за тебя, который делом занят,
Не умереть хочу, а умирать.
Ты не поймешь, - малы мои слова! -
Как мало мне позорного столба!

Что если б знамя мне доверил полк,
И вдруг бы ты предстал перед глазами -
С другим в руке ( Read more... )