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He is not mad
His thought is clearer than the saner man
For in her he saw beauty
Overflowing through the tattered clothes
she was his queen
She is a Queen
In dreams he wanders the dark in search of her....

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SeptemberSep 7 Monday Mon 09

Prithee


You make the sun shine...
Keep me warm at night.
Sometimes,
You are my guiding light.

When I'm weak or desperate,
You'll stretch out your hand...

It's a hand that offers courage...
It's a hand that calms me down...
And leads me to a land
That we discovered countless lives ago.

Still young enough to change this wicked world...

So tell me, Angel, where to now ?

Shall we chase rainbows?
Ride the stars by night?

Stay close...
Be my second sight...

Show me our tomorrows
'Cause I can't dream alone...

Shall we chase rainbows?
Ride the stars by night?

Stay close...
Be my second sight...

Show me our tomorrows
'Cause I can't dream alone...


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SeptemberSep 6 Sunday Sun 09

Sterre

She was so sad. No word of comfort really registered. No friendly hand could steady her. There was no contact, no consideration, penetration or hope. We stood here watching form our observation post. Now here's a finger, here's little line - we'll take you in we'll guide you home... But with two enormous wings she left us standing, reaching for a ghost. And on this mlancholy night there is a star that stands alone. Far beyond the constellations, far removed from highest heaven; cast aside and still we only watch but, my oh my, she's beautiful tonight.

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I Love You in Your Tragic Beauty

I watched you in your tragic beauty walk beneath my window. Eyes aimed high, but unfocused . . . . sure, you never noticed me. You always wore the same dress; always bore the same expression: "It's a loveless world so what's the point of looking? Let it be . . ." I considered throwing roses--thought I'd maybe wave a flag. Had to try and force some small connection-- but, there's a snag. It's my confession that I watch you in my tragic isolation. In my fear . . . that's the way it's been for years. That's the way it will always be . . .


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Cheraderama

Colliding in the stroboscope... Yes, now you see me, now you don't. Tonight I'm dressed in black, I mourn the death of colour. Hopeless, crying in my wine through happy hour; trace the lines that crawl across my face and round my eyes. Watch the ballerinas fly on powder clouds through six dimensions, seeing just the patterns on the wall. Cold eyes searching for a space that's warm enough to take them through the night. There's only black & white. Express. We never touch, we only press. Can taste the desperation in your breath, I swear that I'll protect you if you'd only look into my eyes. Chose your masks and raise your armour. Eyes down for Cheraderama!


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Slaapliedje

Can't stand this cage cos there's no place to fly to. My future's been cancelled, my past's just a lie. You say, "Do it alone", and I'm trying like hell to rise up from the ashes, be somebody else. I shout my rage from the rooftops, burn down this shell, but you smile from the gallery, ringing a bell. And I jump, and I've jumped but the bars are still there. I know deep inside me you don't really care. You say, "Sleep baby. Sleep. It's all just a dream."



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SeptemberSep 5 Saturday Sat 09

Pain which cannot forget

And even in our sleep,
pain which cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart,
and in our own despair,
against our will,
comes wisdom to us
by the awful grace of God.

agamemnon - aeschylus - 5th century bce

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I love you

I love you.
It's not a weight you must carry around.
I love you.
It's not a box that holds you in.
I love you.
It's not a standard you have to bear.
I love you.
It's not a sacrifice I make.
I love you.
It's not a pedestal you are frozen upon.
I love you.
It's not an expectation of perfection.
I love you.
It's not my life's whole purpose (or yours).
I love you.
It's not to make you change.
I love you.
It's not even to make you love me.
I love you.
It's as pure and simple as that.

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SeptemberSep 4 Friday Fri 09

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

[last lines]

Joel: I can't see anything that I don't like about you.

Clementine: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.

Joel: Okay.

Clementine: [pauses] Okay.

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