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horsehasslehoff · 1 year ago
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falestine you will be free
the war will end
the leaders will shake hands
The woman will wait for her martyred son
the girl will wait for her beloved husband
and those children will wait for their heroic father
I don't know who sold our homeland
But I know who paid the price.
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horsehasslehoff · 1 year ago
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my heart feels too much
I grew up Mother. I am not at the size where you can carry me anymore. My worries have increased and risen. My dreams are far taller than me. I grew up to the point, that I cannot knock on your door at night; and cry.
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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it is through deprivation and dissipation that I have become enlightened…
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Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone: A Therapist, Her Therapist, and Our Lives Revealed
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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the more I know, the less I understand
I became aware of the space between seconds.
i don’t know what they are called, but it is in those intervals I think of you.
and feel your absence.
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but you’ll still find me searching for compatibility.
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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because of my doubts and anxieties
I only believe in fire
That is the story of my neurosis
i only believe in fire.
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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Perdu en mer.
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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Rock n roll
I want to climb on the back of your iron steed.
your arms wrapped around mine
how fast do you want to go? ….
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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Too late
my poetry is ofcourse, too late
most poems are late
;too late
like a letter sent by a sailor
that arrives after he has drowned.
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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dark, dark, dark
what the hell is tragedy?
I am.
I know you’re tired but come,
come this way.
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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i want to know what to do with the dead things we carry
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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brian
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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I’m in love with this man
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Handsome handsome handsome
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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italian men are—
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horsehasslehoff · 3 years ago
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— Sylvia Plath, from "Letters Home"
[text ID: I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.]
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