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- 08:43 am
Short shameful confession
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- 12:34 pm
"young faces grow sad and old/ hearts of fire grow cold/ we swore blood brothers against the wind"
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- 08:21 am
"once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down? / that's not my department"
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- 12:38 pm
"i did not believe the information / just had to trust imagination / my heart going boom boom boom"
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- 10:08 am
"While low winds moan/ And the waves, as they glisten,/ Complain to the moon,/ I linger and listen"
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- 02:02 pm
"my face to the sky/dreaming about just how high/i could go and i'll know/when i finally get there"
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- 10:40 am
"The cedar reaching high / To kiss the sky, / The cypress, pine, / And useful sassafras"
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- 07:59 am
"they think warm days will never cease, / For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells"
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Active Entries
- 1: “the day bleeds / into nightfall / and you’re not here / to get me through it all”
- 2: “this is my desire / consume me like a fire / ’cause i just want something beautiful / to touch me”
- 3: “all we have to do now / is take these lies and make them true somehow”
- 4: “vuelvo al sur / como se vuelve siempre al amor, / vuelvo a vos / con mi deseo, con mi temor”
- 5: “life is very short and there’s no time / for fussing and fighting my friend”
- 6: “the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls / and tenement halls / and whispered”
- 7: “mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids/in fact it’s cold as hell and there’s no one there”
- 8: “It’s something when a unicorn thinks the butterfly names are too poetic.”
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