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Wisdom, theory, philosophy and classic poetry. . .
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To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of the wise and the affection of those who hold your heart;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty and those who find beauty in you;
To light a candle when others stand in unwelcomed darkness;
To leave the world a bit better than how you found it; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
-Emmerson (adapted)
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"I would rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not."
~Kurt Cobain
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~|~Every Woman Should Know~|~
~How to fall in love without losing herself.
~How to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without ruining a relationship.
~When to try harder and when to walk away.
~What she would or wouldn't do for love and more.
~That her childhood and past relationships may not have been perfect. . .but it's over now.
~How to be alone, even if she don't like it.
~Whom she can trust, whom she can't and why she shouldn't take it personally.
~Where to go, be it to her best friend's couch or a graveyard, when her soul needs soothing.
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{The Art of Losing}
~E. Bishop (adapted)
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
So many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
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Lose something everyday.
Accept the fluster of lost patience, missing time and misplaced judgement.
The art of losing isn't too hard to master.
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Then practice losing farther and faster: opportunity and contact with friends and family, and what it was you meant to go or do.
None of those will bring disaster.
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I lost a dark cave by the sea, a sentimental alchemy necklace and some realms that I owned.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
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Even losing you-
(the sound of your voice. . .and being amused by your interest in planet tv)
It's evedent the art of losing is not hard to master.
Though it might feel like disaster
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~The Demon Robber Collection~
~*~The Witch~*~
You have been dabbling in black magic
Your ending will be tragic
You will be burnt at the stake
Make no mistake
No chance of redemption
No divine intervention
You have been practicing the black arts
That is where your downfall starts
You have been condemned as a witch
The onlookers will watch you twitch
You will be consumed by fire
On your funeral pyre
You are going to Hell
You have cast your last spell
To your utter consternation
You face eternal damnation
~Lake of Drowning Souls~
Journey into the darkest recesses of your mind
Far off chants signal eternal doom
You try to get away
Swimming through a dark, poisonous substance
Which seeps into your skin
A million drowning souls claw at your body
You desperately head for the shore
And scramble out
Onto an island you know not where
Witches and goblins stare back at you
With a hideous intensity in their eyes
You are their prey
A soul for the taking
An inner awakening
Onto a whole new world
Of evil and torment
Again you run
The sky is dark
And the shouts and screams are close at hand
They are ready to pounce
You must get away
You wake up
Safe for another day
But when you sleep
They will enter your dreams
Oblivious to your screams
One night they will take you away
To their world
And untold evil and torment
Will be your daily toil
“Sweet dreams!”
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*Discarded Love*
Bleak midwinter
And snow lies all around
My heart is cold and empty
And I long to walk on the hot sand
With the sun burning my body
And my love close at hand
Will you ever return?
Or will I always live in bleak midwinter
Send me word of where you are
Have you found a new love?
Have you moved on to someone new?
I am still in a frozen state
Stuck rigid where you left me
Unable to move on
One kiss would thaw my bones
One moment of bliss would unfreeze my toes
I would follow you to the ends of the earth
But my feet are frozen to the ground
And all around there is no sound
In this frozen wilderness
I will live forever
Suspended in time
A monument to discarded love
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†INVICTUS†
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the clutch of circumstance
I have not winced or cryed aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
My head is bloody,
But unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
-W.E. Henley-
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I am not yours
not lost in you
not lost
although I long to be
lost as a candle lit at noon
lost as a snowflake in the sea
You love me
and I find you still
a spirit beautiful and bright
yet I am I
who long to be
lost as a light is lost in light
Oh plunge me deep in love
put out my senses
leave me deaf and blind
swept by the tempest of your love
a taper in a rushing wind
-Sarah Teasdale
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<<<*>>>
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire
the impalable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up your lips to seek mine,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
-Pablo Neruga
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xXx
And I kissed you in the darkness of a daydream
Among the thick mist of a foggy night's greeting
Not once, not twice, but repeatedly
I kissed you in passion of a meeting
A destiny across a thousand dreams
Across eternity and back
And I kissed you in the cold night air
Repeatedly
Our dreams consumed in the grip of destiny
Lovers engulfed in mindless pursuit of love
I kissed you for hours in the coldness of night
Uncaring, needing and loving you
A love beyond imagination
Of countless choruses of angels
In a black misty night
Uncaring
And I kissed you like never before
Meeting again this way
I kissed you with a passion that grew from a myriad of memories
Of endless dreams of loving
Endlessly
And I kissed you
XxX
