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You think I’ve forgotten. I am incapable of forgetting. I am incapable of any other use... any other use but to be yours. You are wide spikes in me. I am no good for harvest now. I am junkwood, good only for burning, and even then... even then, only for you. - Peregrine

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Endless and instant, what a horrible thing these moments.

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Alot of writing tries to make the experience understandable. What if we didn't what if we wrote what it was, could a person who experienced it recognize the particular brand of incoherent without it being stated

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Do you know me? I think that you don't think I can do it hence you don't act like I am among the ones who wept the fact to you. I hear what you are thinking. And it makes doing it contradictory. If I do you'll know me and talk as if you did before I did it. You'll raise cups in my memory and say all the things I should have heard. But I won't and it bothers me that you didn't think I could, everyone can and I act on that. Why am the exception.

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Sea swallow me; my rosary

Break into pearls; let breakers hurl

Them unto the rocks; between the docks

Shining silver stars; opalescent glint

Like the look in my father's eyes when he saw the gold.

Sea swallow me; let the deep

Take me down; let him keep

His empty hands, grasping; unable

To choose between gold and girl

Before both left him hollow.

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"Modern protection when used as intended protects criminals from victims, and playfully enables them."

Nenad Juštura, 'Kada djeca plaću' (2001)

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War and hate on planet Venus

Suck my blood and kill my penus

Summon forth thy motor spirit

Drink the fuckin' gas and killeth

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every time i have my 9th graders read a poem im like ok whose brain chemistry am i changing rn ? Remember being 14 and reading a crazy poem and you were never normal again? that’s my goal

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will i ever find romantic love

i can't give you the answer to this sadly but i can tell you that if you allow it to one way or another life will crack you open like a new egg again and again and you will feel things w unimaginable depth & sincerity and it might not be everything you wanted but it will shock you w its newness nonetheless

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i like to call myself wound but i will answer to knife.

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Vulnerability invites sincerity, not one work is received with open arms when the author shys away from himself.

Jane Red Edwards, Trust again, (1978)

The best work that anybody ever writes is the work that is on the verge of embarrassing him, always.

Arthur Miller

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“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

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"The idea of the philospohical zombie, it dosen't worry me, you should already be too afraid to try and understand people."

Raphael della Macello, The value of metaphysics (2012)

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"She was told her actions didn't matter, considering nethier did her inaction, she just went on."

Raphael della Macello, The value of metaphysics (2012)

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"I've suffered, greatly so, under your so called kindness and guidance I am told I agreed to and am ungreatful for."

Ivan Baltur, Endless Improvement, (1423)

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"I've been told not to care, it made me think my endless heart ache was my fault. I both grew to understand it wasn't so, only now is it my choice."

Lidija Riječić, 'Smrt bjelog konja na Mjesecu', 1954

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"That which causes us trials shall yield us triumph, and that which makes our hearts ache shall fill us with gladness. For the only true happiness is to learn, to advance and to improve. None of this could happen without rejecting error, ignorance and imperfection. We must pass out of the darkness to reach the light!"

Fulgrim, 30th Milenium