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pretty pretty worry hearts
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Pretty pretty worry hearts. Thursday, April 02, 2009. Posted by C.H. Canfijn. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Some emergent types want to recast as a limp-wrist. Folk you oughtta know.
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pretty pretty worry hearts: February 2008
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Pretty pretty worry hearts. Monday, February 25, 2008. Beautiful clarification, but of the difficult sort. It's like trying to bring resolve to the debate over the attractive or unattractive merits of Mary-Louise Parker. Beautiful clarification comes at the cost of my pride, comes coupled with non ecstatic suffering. Does the cost over weigh the benefits? Beautiful clarification, are you to be mine or shall I love you with my lips but never with my hands? At least I'm not jaundice. St pauls was good.
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pretty pretty worry hearts: July 2008
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Pretty pretty worry hearts. Monday, July 07, 2008. Posted by C.H. Canfijn. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. It is so easy to talk and to write about the idea . Folk you oughtta know.
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recycled words: songs
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Saturday, October 31, 2009. I'm the wound in your mouth. You'll always keep around. Tongue in your cheek. I'm all that you need. I'll cut you with my days. You take the edge off, i'll say. Don't fall for me. That's your move, i'll leave. But i'm everything that you'd kill to be. And in your eyes i find no trace of me. So you'll fill my time. While i drain your life. Dying for what you can't bring to life. I'll teach you to close your eyes. You've got your faith to get you by. But leave it at my door.
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recycled words
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Sunday, February 8, 2009. We sat together at one summer's end,. That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,. And you and I, and talked of poetry. I said, "A line will take us hours maybe;. Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought,. Our stitching and unstitching has been naught. Better go down upon your marrow-bones. And scrub a kitchen pavement, or break stones. Like an old pauper, in all kinds of weather;. For to articulate sweet sounds together. Is to work harder than all these, and yet. That you w...
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Songs of the Vesper Sparrow: 04/01/2006 - 05/01/2006
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Songs of the Vesper Sparrow. The thoughts of a mind, gathered like constellations, stars. Montag, April 10, 2006. O ihr Zaertlichen, tretet zuweilen. In den Atem, der euch nicht meint,. Lasst ihn an eueren Wangen sich teilen,. Hinter euch zittert er, wieder vereint. O ihr Seligen, o ihr Heilen,. Die ihr der Anfang der Herzen scheint. Bogen der Pfeile und Ziele von Pfeilen,. Ewiger glaenzt euer Laecheln verweint. Fuerchtet euch nicht zu leiden, die Schwere,. Gebt sie zurueck an der Erde Gewicht;. He who c...
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Songs of the Vesper Sparrow: 09/01/2006 - 10/01/2006
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Songs of the Vesper Sparrow. The thoughts of a mind, gathered like constellations, stars. Donnerstag, September 28, 2006. Prayer of Philaret, Metropolitan of Moscow. My Lord, I know not what I ought to ask of Thee. Thou and Thou alone knowest my needs. Thou lovest me more than I am able to love Thee. O Father, grant unto me, Thy servant, all which I cannot ask. For a cross I dare not ask, nor for consolation;. I dare only to stand in Thy presence. My heart is open to Thee. Behold and lift me up! Nonperei...
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recycled words: yes.
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Thursday, January 15, 2009. Thank you for loving everything I love. January 15, 2009 at 4:22 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The prayer we missed.
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recycled words: October 2009
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Saturday, October 31, 2009. I'm the wound in your mouth. You'll always keep around. Tongue in your cheek. I'm all that you need. I'll cut you with my days. You take the edge off, i'll say. Don't fall for me. That's your move, i'll leave. But i'm everything that you'd kill to be. And in your eyes i find no trace of me. So you'll fill my time. While i drain your life. Dying for what you can't bring to life. I'll teach you to close your eyes. You've got your faith to get you by. But leave it at my door.
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recycled words: February 2009
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Monday, February 9, 2009. Sunday, February 8, 2009. We sat together at one summer's end,. That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,. And you and I, and talked of poetry. I said, "A line will take us hours maybe;. Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought,. Our stitching and unstitching has been naught. Better go down upon your marrow-bones. And scrub a kitchen pavement, or break stones. Like an old pauper, in all kinds of weather;. For to articulate sweet sounds together. I had a thought for no one'...
