July 2011
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goodpoetry:
Sometimes I am with thee sometimes I must go to where a man is stranger to his pain.
Leonard Cohen
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the screwtape letters →
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“The Rose that Grew from Concrete
Did you hear about the rose that grew
from...”
– Tupac Shakur
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I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you...
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“Sometimes I wonder if all those other people fall in love with you as easily as...”
– Katie West 