November 2011
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October 2011
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Why is that we try to salvage what we have, only after we realize we are about to lose that special something? Is it enough to realize the mistake and ask for reconciliation? Or is it easier to simply let go and let live?
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September 2011
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August 2011
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July 2011
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Russell Brand's touching tribute to Amy Winehouse →
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Crossroads
It lives among us
Walks with us along busy streets
Pushing cardboard boxes towards the dirt covered comvi
Sometimes it wears lipstick
A bold opaque pink that matches high-heeled pumps and metal bangles
Oh—you should have seen how beautiful it looked today
I saw it walking proudly with its head up high
Mountains of curls piled on the head
Oh?—Yes, come and see!
The other day I saw it wearing...
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Disorientation
We do not ask for this
Fake friendships developed
To get closer to our goods
Chapped lips that search relentlessly
For our naked collar bones
Gazes that pry into our innermost beings
We never wanted this
Never wanted to be misused
Violated and confused
Innocence stolen for your satisfaction
Insurmountable difficulties
Arise when boundaries are crossed
We have always despised this
Moment of...
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“No one puts baby in the corner”
– Patrick Swayze (Dirty Dancing)
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March 2 (Journaling in South Africa)
I went to Checkers today and while I was waiting in the checkout line I noticed the woman standing in front of me had various wounds covering the exposed parts of her body. She had scratches on the left side of her face, her left arm was bandaged up, random cuts marked her forearms and her hands—at times the cuts formed crosshatched patterns. My eyes stared at her neck and her chest and I...
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A'int I A Human
Must I weep before you know you have hurt me?
Bare my wounds for you to understand my pain?
Create a raucous to prove my existence?
There is a soul within me
That is impaired by your cruel misjudgments
Ain’t I a human?
Do I not exhibit the same emotions you feel
When you realize your own brethren has done harm against you?
Words unsaid cloud your mind
Yet you fail to reveal your true self to...
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Disgruntled Artist
To be separated from my paintbrush
Is to welcome a desolate life filled with sorrow For you see, this paintbrush
Though it may seem like a mere object to you
Is my life source And every stroke I produce is my tongue
Detailing every thought on my mind
And the passions in my heart I feel as though I am fading each day
Because I am forced to depart
From what allows me to breathe From what...
June 2011
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“Don’t trust anyone who doesn’t laugh”
– Maya Angelou
