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white beads room: ledna 2011
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A journal of poetry. Pondělí 24. ledna 2011. I try so hard not to let you enter. But what are my dreams worth. If I can't tell you. Over a morning cup of coffee. Over a night spent lying next your. Over a faint kiss in the park. What are my dreams worth. When you can't remind me. In all that chaos of my heart. I'm starting to dream you again. You're somewhere out there. Tonight I won't let you go. Back into the orange circle of the sun. Štítky: welcome return love dream hope. Make your own badge here.
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white beads room: ledna 2008
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A journal of poetry. Neděle 20. ledna 2008. Random feelings in the dark of the night. I think I have the right to. Do all the nasty things. To get to myself is a long-distance hurdle run. What is there underneath? Budding pride at being me? Shame at being a fingersmith? Štítky: repressed crime identity. Přihlásit se k odběru: Příspěvky (Atom). Random feelings in the dark of the night. This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from crumpledpaperbirds. Make your own badge here.
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white beads room: června 2008
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A journal of poetry. Neděle 22. června 2008. Where I Left My Soul. On the bank of. Lies a piece of mine. I found out the pitch. Where me and sun. Čtvrtek 12. června 2008. I feel special and wild. Serve me as a dessert. Tell me flattering things like. You’re a channel for beauty. Beauty resides within a skeleton. And trickles down my ribs. Daddy longlegs won’t bite. Pondělí 9. června 2008. For deserving this place. With light in the hand. The water’s there red. But true and kind. The lies will die.
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white beads room: Today
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A journal of poetry. Pátek 12. října 2012. Přihlásit se k odběru: Komentáře k příspěvku (Atom). This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from crumpledpaperbirds. Make your own badge here. Zobrazit celý můj profil.
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white beads room: října 2012
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A journal of poetry. Pátek 12. října 2012. Přihlásit se k odběru: Příspěvky (Atom). This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from crumpledpaperbirds. Make your own badge here. Zobrazit celý můj profil.
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white beads room: Keeper of the Flame
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A journal of poetry. Středa 3. března 2010. Keeper of the Flame. I'm trying to be as transparent. Want to kiss you. But I'll be a good girl. Shut my urges to my drawer. Along with my mug. Don't cross your arms. Cause you want me to. Cause I'm wanting to. Mine's a flying carpet. I roll under my arm. If I'm a burning bush. Then you're the kindling. I wrap myself in my Mexican blanket. And keep on walking. Right into the sun. And bless us,. 5 dubna 2010 9:01. 2 srpna 2010 6:12. 31 srpna 2010 13:35.
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white beads room: Wolves
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A journal of poetry. Středa 15. srpna 2012. I returned to the shack. Closed the door behind me. My masks hanging on the walls like. All those sad and sick masks. Reminders of who I've been. I'm running out of the reasons to be sad. I love my new self-confined freedom. I don't even mind the loneliness outside. The cold thick snow. Does not bother me at all. Believing in communication of eyes. Heart can always open more. When you don't expect it. When you wait for it for ages. Words of endless possibilities.
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white beads room: Invited
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A journal of poetry. Pondělí 24. ledna 2011. I try so hard not to let you enter. But what are my dreams worth. If I can't tell you. Over a morning cup of coffee. Over a night spent lying next your. Over a faint kiss in the park. What are my dreams worth. When you can't remind me. In all that chaos of my heart. I'm starting to dream you again. You're somewhere out there. Tonight I won't let you go. Back into the orange circle of the sun. Štítky: welcome return love dream hope. Make your own badge here.
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white beads room: Plain (I'm Telling You)
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A journal of poetry. Středa 2. března 2011. Plain (I'm Telling You). But warm-hearted to the core. My palms will grow trees. In a self-mocking way. Hope is raising off. Up and up and. Up from the tree house. You still might squint your eyes in disbelief. But I'm telling you. Life is s gift. Strong as a ship. And has just knocked me off my. Přihlásit se k odběru: Komentáře k příspěvku (Atom). Plain (Im Telling You). This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from crumpledpaperbirds.
