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RedemptionA heavy breath and a jagged thrust And you bled into cobblestone nooks. That a stilled face would throw looks with hooks, Draw sweat; so your eyes I sealed with dust.Redemption
And I walked with a measure of guilt On my back, felt the lash of your stare, And the sting of the tears in prayer Up the steps to my guillotine’s hilt.
“Muted mass on pews, here in this den, Hear, I in this screen of myrrh, confess To the theft of her sweet breath, profess My faith, my bid, Father, Son, Amen.”
And the blade fell, splaying vibrant red Up to the heave
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Mrs. JeanMrs. Jean with piercing wrinkled looks And tufts of odor-- that old lace flower scent That tickles at every whiff of sour wind. She grasps with an eye, "Which is cheapest?" And slipping fingers on a box of Tide i say, "On sale." And it finally feigns, her hard soft lips curl heavenward.Mrs. Jean
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Mason was bored. He had played all his video games, watched every single DVD he owned, listened to all his CDs, and so on, and so on. It was 3:00 in the morning. He had been up so long he couldn't remember when he last went to sleep. "But maybe I can't sleep," He thought, "Maybe I'll never be able to sleep again..." But he knew that that was bull. He was perfectly capable of sleep. Wasn't he? Every time he tried to, though, he would wake up covered in sweat and struggling to breath. And it was all because of those s
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I am your fear
I am your tears
Will you please save me
Teach me how to use the gift you gave me
Gimme a reason
But don't give me freedom because I know that you're FRESH OUT OF THAT
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who walks on glass barefoot?
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Some things tie your life together,
Slender threads and things to treasure,
Days like that should last and last and last,
But you've already lost,
When you only had barely enough of her to hang on.
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[01/11/08]
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Don't talk to me unless I talk first
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"(Soccer) football is all very well a good game for rough girls, but not for delicate boys."
-Oscar Wilde
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"(Soccer) football is all very well a good game for rough girls, but not for delicate boys."
-Oscar Wilde
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"it seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come."
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