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[Nov. 14th, 2004|07:54 pm] |
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wow, i am happy |
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| winter thoughts |
[Nov. 8th, 2004|07:14 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  melancholy | ] |
now is a time of uncertainty and fear.
its pervasive, and moves and seeps without sound or warning.
it takes things, secure things, that were thought safe.
its time is now, dragging pain and fear with it.
seeking to crush it does no good.
ignoring it, keeping it hidden,
only feeds it.
now that it is in the light, it has no power.
with time, it will wither
and make its survivors that much stronger. |
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| Our Lady of Pain |
[Oct. 13th, 2004|09:24 pm] |
By the hunger of charge and emotion,
By the thirst of unbearable things,
By despair, the twin-born of devotion,
By the pleasure that winces and stings,
To delight that consumes the desire,
The desire that outruns the delight,
By the cruelty deaf as a fire,
And blind as the night,
By the ravenous teeth that have smitten,
Through the kisses that blossom and bud,
By the lips intertwisted and bitten,
Till the foam has a savor of blood,
By the pulse as it rises and falters,
By the hands as they slacken and strain,
I adjure thee, respond from thine alters,
Our Lady of Pain. |
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