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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: dancing #2
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Wednesday, February 24, 2010. The dance and the dancer,. One in the same. A soul cannot be contained. Within five feet of flesh. It bends, beats and breaks,. Escaping through fluidity,. With a violent grace. The dance, a complex birth. And equally unsettling death. Beauty from tragedy,. Liberty from pain,. The dancer, heavenly specter,. A revelation of courage,. Insecure and bold,. Is towards the truth. Posted by the seventh son. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: she watches you and I
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Tuesday, March 30, 2010. She watches you and I. Somewhere between this life. And the silence of the next,. A ghost resides peacefully. She watches you and I. She waits with a grace. For an untold moment. Which could knock us out. With an army of spirits,. She overtakes us,. Overthrowing our senses,. Shaking our notions of. Love and pain and truth,. Rendering us slaves to fear,. She watches you and I,. Her eyes fixed on fate,. Her heart set to destroy.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: in the nighttime
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Thursday, April 1, 2010. Stillness in the nighttime. Might be the greatest fear. For the nervous heart. Darkness, the eyes struggle. To maintain contract with. Familiar figures, ideals of. Safety and refuge, a lie. That terrible urge at the. Bottom of the stomach,. To run, to flee, to scream. A constant reminder of. Into the mind of even the. Most satisfied woman,. On some nights, when the. Shadows cast those certain dreams. Posted by the seventh son.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: to die today
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Wednesday, March 31, 2010. To die today would. Be a dream come true. This world of piss and shit. And republicans, their grubby. For the last ticket to heaven,. As if any of it mattered. The south will die again. Not one shread of knowledge. Or logic or reason. To die today would. Be a retreat from the fight. No white flag ever waved with pride. To quit this world would. Posted by the seventh son. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The most beautiful fraud.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: tell me it's only darkness
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Wednesday, April 14, 2010. Tell me it's only darkness. Sounds of darkness -. By the owl or auto -. That tender deafening,. Of over the gentle slope. Endless thoughts, questions. I can't see you out there,. Stumbling with your nervous life. Think of me tonight when. You tell her your secrets. Dream dreams of you and me,. Give us the morning and. Tell me it's only darkness. Posted by the seventh son. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The most beautiful fraud.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: slipping
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Friday, April 2, 2010. The last embers of a dying fire,. Settling and cracking,. Marching slowly to the eternal. Inevitable ending to a day. In which you had the world. In the palm of your hand. Everything was as it should've been,. First time in weeks. But the whip comes down,. The warmth cools to a chill. And the wine and cheese. Spill and spoil and. The whole thing falls apart. And you're left, laying there. Staring at the ashes. Of your one true love.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: meaningless words #1
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Tuesday, March 30, 2010. Sitting in the corner, alone and guilty,. Nothing more to talk about. No hard feelings, okay? Doing what you have to do. Isn't necessarily a crime;. Only if you don't mean it. Friends only exist in. Fairy tales and romantic comedies. Tomorrow will be torture. Every day, more pain. The smile that once decorated. That sullen canvas, lost. And torn by misuse. And mistrust of the highest grade. So stand in your corner,. Your guide and backbone.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: 10:51 ramble
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Thursday, March 11, 2010. Your heart does beat. And lips do kiss. And the touch of. Your hand, softly upon mine,. Sends chills too heavenly. To be of reality. This letter to you,. A note, nothing more. I've no talent at all. On your words and thoughts. Posted by the seventh son. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). It's a wicked life but what the hell? Regarderlesfilles: facchinelsa: “Fire” By Alessio Albi More. The most beautiful fraud. To Live My Life in 3D.
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it's a wicked life but what the hell?: ramble @ 12:30pm
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It's a wicked life but what the hell? Saturday, March 20, 2010. Shining like the heaven. Above the parting trees,. Glory glory, lovely prize. My eyes oft deceived. And the notion of desire. And the idea of pain and love. Where we are believers. And the vaudevillian deceivers. Staring at the moon. And howling at nothing. Sometimes I get heartburn. When I think about the. Poor little priests and rabbis. And the nonbelievers alike. But the answer is worth its. Weight in gold, just like hope.
