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Phoenix


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I'm the bird that bursts into flames and dies, but always gets back up and flies...
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"I write for the same reason I breathe, because if I didn't I would die."

"...she had regarded language as a tool of honor, always to be used as if one were under oath - an oath of allegiance to reality and to respect for human beings." -Atlas Shrugged

Please place that
Hand and hold
On to only
Enduring envisions,
Not the night that never
Imagines that impossible
Xenon



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Life in Lubbock, Texas, taught me two things: One is that God loves you and you're going to burn in hell. The other is that sex is the most awful, filthy thing on earth and you should save it for someone you love. ~Butch Hancock










“I couldn’t tell you, because it’s not right.
Of how I will always long for you,
I will always wonder what it’s like.
If not, I’ll put my love to sleep…”
-She Wants Revenge 'Love to Sleep'









After Parting

Oh I have sown my love so wide
That he will find it everywhere;
It will awake him in the night,
It will enfold him in the air.

I set my shadow in his sight
And I have winged it with desire,
That it may be a cloud by day
And in the night a shaft of fire.
-Sara Teasdale






Ah somewhere, be sure, there's a pair of eyes blue,
Or maybe they're brown, but they're looking for you,
And somewhere, besides, there's a little house too -
A heart and a home both waiting for you.

And sometime, pray soon,
When your dreamings are through,
You'll look for the eyes that are looking for you,
And you'll find them, dear heart, and the little house, too,
And the joy of them both will satisfy you.
-Will Levington Comfort








What grew?
What grew?
What grew, and inside who?
First so simple was the vow
Then the chorus sang about
Your shoulder
The mooring for me
Like water lost in the sea

The cold heart will burst
If mistrusted first
And a calm heart will break
When given a shake

I'm a stem now
Pushing the drought aside
Opening up
Fanning my yellow eye
On the ferry
That's making the waves wave
Illumination
This is how my heart behaves

The cold heart will burst
If mistrusted first
And a calm heart will break
when given a shake

(How her heart behaves)
The rain rain making me cry
(How her heart behaves)
Then the wind comes
Fanning my yellow eye
(How her heart behaves)
The waves wave the waves wave
This is how my heart behaves

A cold heart will burst
If mistrusted first
And a calm heart will break
When given a shake
The cold heart will burst
If mistrusted first
And a calm heart will break
When given a shake

What grew?
What grew?
What grew and inside who?

"How My Heart Behaves" Feist






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