and broken dreams and memories,
a thousand possibilities,
so that i can look at you
without you seeing me.
no use in searching;
i'll be someone else.
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- Brat Farrar (
bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
bratfarrar
poem by me: masquerade
and broken dreams and memories,
a thousand possibilities,
so that i can look at you
without you seeing me.
no use in searching;
i'll be someone else.
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Praise the Lord of Heaven!
Everything's a mess right now, it seems--nationally, familially, within the church and without. Yet I will praise the Lord, who gives all good…
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poem: from XAIPE
- e.e. cummings i thank You God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything…
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Holy Saturday
- Gerard Manley Hopkins O Death, Death, He is come. O grounds of Hell make room. Who came from further than the stars Now comes as low beneath.…
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