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Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words. Paul Engle.
"What is a poet. An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music" Soren Kierkegaard.
There is gaping hole within my heart now you have broken it apart. The void you left fills me with fear but I know I can’t shed one single tear.
Six years have come and gone, I need for you to know just how much our friendship touched my heart.
Kiss Me and Give Me Love then we can get Drunk in The City and make a Small Bump but dont forget to Wake Me Up before the Goldrush so i dont get Sunburn because you know im a Grade 8.
Offices are strange and fickle places, filled with stressed and bemused faces. I sit and watch the clock tick round wishing i could leave without a sound.
Women have simple tastes. They get pleasure out of the conversation of children in arms and men in love. H. L. Mencken.
Last week my sister decided she was not in love with her fiancé and called off her wedding. So I thought to cheer her up I'd take her and my mother out for the day.
Sometimes being married is the best thing in the world but sometimes the worst. The hardest thing to understand is how the things that I love about you can be the things that drive me crazy.