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Heaven, hide your eyes
Friday, September 15
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A person living in the shadow of death... feels warmth from even the tiniest ray of life that breaks through.
Thursday, September 14
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Wu Wei, please. Oh I may lie here across the ground, and beneath me the bones of the earth are holding strong, just like they were meant to....
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How Fortunate the Man With None. (original German poem by Bertold Brecht, translation by John Willet) You saw sagacious Solomon You know wha...
Monday, September 11
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Clean. Running like a child through a field of poppies Remembering the thrill in my legs and the wind curling Off my face and body, left beh...
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Pure. Only pure things interest me Half-creations never capture it They stand on their own two feet But are incomplete. Only pure things las...
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Depressed child, if you can make it through the moment, you have won a victory all by yourself. To simply fight, and make it through another...
Sunday, September 10
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(photo by person mentioned below)
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My love for one person is sustaining me I hope she never pushes it away Whatever the form it naturally takes As long as she stays In my life...
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I've seen the other, "real" side of things I don't want to see it ever again I don't want to watch the ceiling ripple ...
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A thousand ships were launched to being Helen back A dozen valium couldn't keep me from panicking, From crying my eyes out yesterday in ...
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I love everything Yeah, I love everyone Even you I forgive you Even when it's not true I love everyone who's ever Made me bleed tear...
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bury me in a field of tulips in a suit of white gold mail ruby in the hilt of my sword sapphires replacing my eyes let me look upon all I ne...
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Day Is Done. (Nick Drake) When the day is done Down to earth then sinks the sun Along with everything that was lost and won When the day is ...
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I see them all lined up. (michael gira) I see them all lined up, Like naked children at the wall. Their skin is hanging off in sheets. Each ...
Saturday, September 9
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Power and Sacrifice. (michael gira) I want power because it feels good. I want power, I'll wash America with blood. I want power, a clea...
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Ennui. I want to die on my own terms, and soon. I don't want pity, just understanding among those who are capable of it. I want my ashes...
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Friday, September 8
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Options. At this point, realistically, I could... Stay a recluse, refining my lyrics, guitar playing, and photography Kill myself and just b...
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The Man Who Died And Went To Earth. I just wasn't made for this world. I'm as sweet to people as I can be I look in their eyes and t...
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Companionship. I want to be amongst friends, people who will listen when I talk and not just wait for their turn to say something unrelated....
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Lazarus in a parallel world where Jesus was never born. I don't know why I was born, I didn't ask to be I don't know why I was r...
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To Untitled. You tell me I should get out there, See other people See what the world has to offer In its coffers But I don't want to be ...
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