March 2012
9 posts
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from shadows of doubt the illuminated truth shatters the silence
Mar 1st
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February 2012
14 posts
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we are free spirits dancing to a cosmic tune drifting on star wind
Feb 26th
15 notes
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in so many ways we are killers and victims - sometimes all at once.
Feb 23rd
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we sing with our eyes a symphony of heartstrings we speak in love songs
Feb 17th
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such a strange world into which i have wandered. so deep in daydreams, the sun becomes the moon becomes the single working streetlight in a neglected neighborhood. i’ve lost my bearings, no sense of direction, no markings on the road. i’m a stranger to this part of town. what am i waiting for? the next sunrise, the next exit, the next train out of here. this map is misleading,...
Feb 15th
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here we stand, deathless; our hearts are mighty towers, monuments of love.
Feb 15th
3 notes
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translucent visions, incandescent memories in the midnight mind.
Feb 11th
7 notes
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love is above the law.
Feb 9th
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my heart condition’s serious infection so mysterious i’m in a daze, delirious this pounding pulse i feel and i don’t need your charity but please provide some clarity my dear, you are a rarity pray tell me what is real and i need no vindication if it’s any indication common sense is on vacation and passion takes its place and our hearts as one are beating all...
Feb 7th
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you shine your sunbeams on cloudy daydreams my heart is home when it wanders to you in silver moonlight and highest noon light through parts unknown i wander to you
Feb 6th
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lost in the desert, a starvation of the soul, a thirst unsated.
Feb 3rd
5 notes
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please, enlighten me. reach out through infinity and take hold of me.
Feb 3rd
6 notes
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visions in the haze, half-remembered yesterdays. the past fades away.
Feb 2nd
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what’s a game you can never win? a staring contest with the ceiling. oh, the times i’ve tried. when sleep shies away from you in the blackest hours of the morning, what more fun is there to be had? don’t blink, your mind tells you. perhaps you whisper it, knowing no one can hear you, and it rings out in the silence. what’s the point? what’s the point of a game you can...
Feb 2nd
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