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Harden Not Your Hearts: March 2008
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Thursday, March 13, 2008. Creativity smeared blue onto his already lumpy canvas. He chose blue, because that was the color of her room,. And the one she liked best. Mom will love this picture," he thought. She'd yell in suprise and hang it on the fridge. Next to the other paintings of splotched colors and stick figures. Blue was for her room and because she liked it,. Green because it's pretty and so is she,. Yellow because it's happy, and she likes to smile a lot,. I'm half Colom...
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Harden Not Your Hearts: November 2007
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Monday, November 26, 2007. Men Who Stand Too Close. I can't be won by hollow compliments. I know their thoughts. As their chairs inch closer,. Their hot breath on my neck. Some are tall and white,. Others dark and handsome. Inside is the same man. But while they whisper their transluscent words,. While they pour out. I realize I'm no more important to them. Than their girlfriends,. Who have no clue. Where their perfect boyfriends are. Suprised when pushed back by mine. Is I am not.
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Harden Not Your Hearts: March 2009
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Sunday, March 8, 2009. Past your nearly adult face,. I still see the round, pudgy baby. I was only five;. Barely big enough to hold you,. But to ask me to. Was like asking the ocean. Please, ocean, make your waves less fierce.". Mother nature cannot be controlled. And now you pound against the window,. Anxious to see the world for yourself. Try as I may to hold you back,. To protect you,. You look less like the baby I carried. So closely to my chest. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Harden Not Your Hearts: September 2009
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Tuesday, September 15, 2009. So it's been a long time. I haven't forgotten to think, only to write, I promise to be back with fresh writing soon. =-). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm half Colombian and half Chilien. I love my boyfriend dearly, and I love my family. My sisters are my bestfriends, and my bestfriend should've been my sister. I have a lot to talk about, and try the best I can to display that in my writing. View my complete profile.
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Harden Not Your Hearts: Oh Herro
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Tuesday, September 15, 2009. So it's been a long time. I haven't forgotten to think, only to write, I promise to be back with fresh writing soon. =-). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm half Colombian and half Chilien. I love my boyfriend dearly, and I love my family. My sisters are my bestfriends, and my bestfriend should've been my sister. I have a lot to talk about, and try the best I can to display that in my writing. View my complete profile.
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Harden Not Your Hearts: Son of Picasso
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Thursday, March 13, 2008. Creativity smeared blue onto his already lumpy canvas. He chose blue, because that was the color of her room,. And the one she liked best. Mom will love this picture," he thought. She'd yell in suprise and hang it on the fridge. Next to the other paintings of splotched colors and stick figures. Blue was for her room and because she liked it,. Green because it's pretty and so is she,. Yellow because it's happy, and she likes to smile a lot,.
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Harden Not Your Hearts: May 2010
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Wednesday, May 12, 2010. Every time I had the fortune of meeting many bands and writers that I greatly admire, I kept my cool; however, this behavior quickly changed when I met Chilean author Isabel Allende. To promote her newest novel La Isla Bajo de Mar (Island Beneath the Sea), the story about nine-year-old Zarite who is sold into slavery in 18th Century Haiti, Allende paid a visit to Union Square’s Barnes and Noble bookstore May 3. Allende made it clear that people are so simi...
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Harden Not Your Hearts: The New Wolfman on Campus
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Sunday, February 28, 2010. The New Wolfman on Campus. Dracula" is a tale that has been told and retold throughout generations. It is a story that even the youngest have learned about. However, the plight of the Talbots’ curse and “The Wolfman” is a legend audiences may not find so familiar. When Ben Talbot, played by Simon Merrells, is brutally murdered, his estranged brother Lawrence Talbot returns to aide his father (Hopkins) and his brother’s fiancé, Gwen Conliffe (Blunt)...
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Harden Not Your Hearts: Pink
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Sunday, March 8, 2009. Past your nearly adult face,. I still see the round, pudgy baby. I was only five;. Barely big enough to hold you,. But to ask me to. Was like asking the ocean. Please, ocean, make your waves less fierce.". Mother nature cannot be controlled. And now you pound against the window,. Anxious to see the world for yourself. Try as I may to hold you back,. To protect you,. You look less like the baby I carried. So closely to my chest. View my complete profile.
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Harden Not Your Hearts: September 2008
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Harden Not Your Hearts. Tuesday, September 16, 2008. Forget Time and Go For a Walk. Fear the mystical basement. Where fairies watch over my. Enemies work to break free. Keep the cancerous mountain away,. The warmth of comforting violet lights. I Call it Blind Faith. I sleep through the night. Who am I to question love now? I delve into uncertainty,. Chaos right behind me,. Do I look back. Friday, September 5, 2008. I could see her stiff blonde head poking out. From underneath the covers. But no one heard?
