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Catching My Train Home. Come and Get Me...
Feb 23, 2005 20:08
The eye is lost
not the heart.
The cheek is averted
but not the truth.
The light, the sweetness, the broken heart,
though withdrawn,
still
are laid bare
in the riddle,
in the flash
of the hidden face.
-Flip Chalfant
(
Vigana Hell
)
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celtic_thistle
February 23 2005, 21:54:25 UTC
Fuck in a sock. I'm listening.
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