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Ce grand malheur de ne pouvoir être seul

I used to wonder if I had a place in your diary. Now I burden myself with the tiresome conflict of hope and dread, that I am nothing more than a burning page.
There is a darkness, here, present with me in this very room. The darkness is thick and overbearing, it obscures and it conceals. [...]

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or when the only true messiah rescues us from ourselves.

And the bruised reed did you break?
Well the smoking flax you have quenched.
The love we have left is rent
even while we speak amongst thieves in the den.

Well, you speak of signs and wonders
but i need something other
Tell me the story about eternity
while my faith is torn asunder.
And I saw your eyes like a flame on [...]

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sorrow.

Job?

Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born
and all the sorrow in this world
Let me take you to the herding ground
where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet that could not be won
between a prideful Father and His son
Will you guide me [...]

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passion.

Ahh…the tightness and warmth…
the passion and excitement…
the screaming, shouting, moaning and groaning…
The frustration, the desire, that burning fire…
The satisfaction of getting stuck in…that fulfilling thud when impact and contact is made.
Damn. I love it whenever kitty and I…
watch football together.

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three chords and the truth.

So I start a revolution from my bed
‘Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
It’s been a while since I came here, and even longer since I posted anything substantial. But I’ve been on a roll today I guess, so might as well.
It didn’t seem so long ago when I was [...]

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父王与乞丐

我也不知道如何面对你了。
当一个人一而再，再而三 的伤害你时，应该这么做呢？
我对你的失望，早已再过了言语能表达的极限。
我的要求很高吗？我只不过是想要一些平衡感。我只要求你演好你的角色，当一位有责任感的男人。 这样的要求，你办不到吗？我不要求你戴上荆 棘 冠 冕. 我不要求你为我被钉在十字架上。我不要求你为我死而复生。
我只要求你当一位有责任感的男人。
这样的要求，你难道办不到吗？

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距离

最近，经常有种被困在小岛上的感觉。
仿佛我和每个存在这世界上的人，中间隔了一片海。
当我在黑夜脆弱的时刻，那些回忆偶尔会从脑海浮出， 像旧照片是的，在我眼前出现。
当我在那些脆弱的时刻时，总会跟自己说，“回忆使中就是回忆，失去的黄金是找不会的。”
从前从前，我遇见了一位人。直到现在，我还是在等待他桌子上掉下来的碎渣。

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