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you in black and I in white ( Read more... ) -
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the moon is wreathed in a soft pale gold
glowing only as a faded sun
and here the soul begins to slip away
in gentle clouds that softly shimmer
their light leaving faint trails through the dark sky
as fingers drawn across velvetdappled shadows reach for me ( Read more... ) -
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"Miserere"
The Gloria Record
A disconcerting way to wake: to find everything in place
the world goes on without my faith in anything
to have to drag myself from bed, pull a sweater over my head
(somehow find a way to brave the sun again).
And all of this just ( Read more... ) -
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even the brightest of stars
may know the darkest of times
I sin to be forgiven
what is grace if there are no mistakes? -
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from Ships That Pass in the Night, Beatrice Harraden
"...piercing eyes which, even in the dull lifelessness of the photograph, seemed to be burning themselves away." - pg 14
"What can be said of a childhood which even the fairies have failed to touch with the warm glow of affection?" - pg. 15"So there is no need to fret over failure, when one ( Read more... ) -
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and though you have left I yet ( Read more... ) -
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from Requiem for a Princess, by Ruth M. Arthur
"When the spring weather came, and the thin sunshine like a candle in the wind, shone pale from the washed blue sky..." - pg. 98
"...I was absorbed in history, in piecing together the history of one person, Isabel. I had become so emotionally involved with her that there were times when I ( Read more... ) -
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"My angel. [...] So, what happened? The other angels kick you out of Heaven for bein' too beautiful? They were jealous of your sweetness and kindness? [...] And when you hit the ground, your silver wings shattered into a million butterflies, and flew all over the world, showin' people what true beauty and love is."
- from "Crazy", ( Read more... )
