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Nov 15 2009 11:52 AM
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Nov 6 2009 3:34 PM
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see’st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all the rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourished by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
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Nov 5 2009 2:55 PM
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Nov 3 2009 3:47 PM
“This is not remarkable, for, as we know, reality is not a function of the event as event, but of the relationship of that event to past, and future, events. We seem here to have a paradox: that the reality of an event, which is not real in itself, arises from the other events which, likewise, in themselves are not real. But this only affirms what we must affirm: that direction is all. And only as we realize this do we live, for our own identity is dependent upon this principal.”
thank you for your friendship
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Nov 2 2009 1:26 PM
When a man opens the car door for his wife, you can be sure of one thing in this life, either it’s a new car or a new wife!
HAVE A FABULOUS START TO THE WEEK MY FRIEND...
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Oct 31 2009 10:44 PM
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Oct 31 2009 2:28 PM
Trick or Treat;[
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Oct 28 2009 10:17 PM
Oct 26 2009 11:57 PM
Enjoyed your profile.....keep up the nice work!...I appreciate the new connection with you. Welcome to my world of art and writing!
Also , Please enjoy my latest my blog....and thank you for being a valued friend of mine (=....
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Oct 26 2009 1:35 AM
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Oct 25 2009 12:24 PM
am Abgrund
Die Nacht umhüllt
dein letztes Wort
So grausam
So achtlos
reißt dich das Schicksal
von mir fort
Ich lass dich los
Muss mich befrein
denn meine Sehnsucht
holt mich ein
Auf ewig dein
Verzeih mir – bleib bei mir
und ich sagte noch Vergissmeinnicht
Ich schenk dir zum Abschied
ein letztes Licht
Vergissmeinnicht
Dein Blick sinkt
ins Nachtrot
Ich reiß mich los
mit letzter Kraft
So grausam
So heilig
liegst du vor mir
Es ist vollbracht
Diesmal wird es für immer sein
Auch diese Wunde wird verheiln
Ich reiß mich los muss mich befrein
denn unser Schicksal holt uns ein
vergissmeinnicht ~ forget-me-not
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Oct 24 2009 9:34 PM
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Oct 23 2009 2:22 PM
Least those of you who still got an ear
I'll tell you a story make a skeleton cry
Of our own jubiliciously lovely corpse bride!
Well our girl was a beauty known for miles around
When a mysterious stranger came into town
He was plenty good lookin', but down on his cash
And our poor little baby, she fell hard and fast
When her daddy said no, she just couldn't cope
So our lovers came up with a plan to elope
So they conjured up a plan to meet late at night
They told not a soul, kept the whole thing tight
Now her mother's wedding dress fit like a glove
You don't need much when you're really in love
Except for a few things, or so I'm told
Like the family jewls and a sachel of gold
Then next to the grave yard by the old oak tree
On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three
She was ready to go, but where was he?
And then, everything went black
Now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust
Her jewels were missin' and her heart was bust
So she made a vow lyin' under that tree
That she'd wait for her true love to come set her free
Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand
Then out of the blue comes this groovy young man
Who vows forever to be by her side
And that's the story of our own corpse bride!
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