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Saturday, March 24, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
There is one, a secret note
It turns lovers blind
and the minute when two threads cross
They ravel and unwind
In your life there's a road ahead
My dear I hope you will travel with me
And there are many trails to tread
as far as the eye can see
You, my love, are a mystery
I wonder what you are thinking
and no amount of narcotic can hide
That familiar dreaded sinking
I find that I have found you out
Your thoughts are picked apart
And then such a confusing thing happens
It twists and knots my heart
But within me there's a fire glowing
It was you who lit the spark
And will this flood behind me
Plunge me back into the dark
My love, I love you darly
So please do me this favor
Forgive the dragon that lives in my basement
And Love me now and forever.
March 21, 2012
2:24 AM, Wednesday
Saturday, March 17, 2012
The Little Prince
"You become responsible forever, for what you have tamed"
"Nothing's perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. So I'm rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat..."
"Nothing's perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. So I'm rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat..."
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