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"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/

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ME AND HE

de Lupsa sorina

My mistake. So far away he lived I can\'t remember! My sins were drift away He soon opened his hands. A long, thick fog So he wondered... What am I doing wrong? The answer came When he looked around....

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Everyday Karma

de Carmen Harra

\"Wouldn\'t it be heavenly to erase the mistakes of the past, eliminate confusion in your daily life, and feel safe about what tomorrow brings? In Everyday Karma I show you exactly how to do that. I...

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mIRC dream

de Coana Loenida

I stumbled onto you, half by mistake, trying to elude the hounds who have no discretion or taste. You were a polite voice, in a world of ramble, A gentleman searching for more than the tepid...

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Your gift

de Alin

Your gift for me was life I have opened my gift with a knife This is a gift I cannot take This is a gift wich I cannot use Your gift to me was a mistake This is a gift I must refuse And yet why have...

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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

de Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a...

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a dream

de dana osiac

I dream. And you are here. We speak. I look you in the eyes. They’re so brown! You look back to me. I only hear some words. My mind is blind. I only listen with my heart. That’s how it has always...

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Moon kiss

de Andrei Tudora

We were walking in the park Holding hands, late at night. We were alone, it wasn’t dark, We had the moon, we had our light. And then, she stoped and looked at me, The full moon was shining above, I...

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The Apocalyptic Subculture of a Woman\'s Man

de Ohm

Where can I begin? Where will it end? Well, either in the year 2003 or the year 2006, most likely the latter. The remaining timeline grows thinner as the world grows fatter. It doesn\'t matter,...

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STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING

de Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know . His house is in the village though ; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow . My little horse must think is queer To stop without...

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Teachers

de Leonard Cohen

I met a woman long ago her hair the black that black can go, Are you a teacher of the heart? Soft she answered no. I met a girl across the sea, her hair the gold that gold can be, Are you a teacher...

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Toate aceste micuțe acoperișuri

de Dafina David

Ai rugat lumina să urce pe dealuri. Către mine nu se risipește nimic, frunzele sunt uitate, coaja lor dulce îmi strânge deja palma și-mi netezește linia cea mai adâncă. Odată de mult au fost aripile...

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Workgroup - à la roumaine!, (adică “ad hoc”-istic)

de Adrian Firica

Introducere Sincer vă spun că “PARADOX” este un album ... Steppenwolf (Circles Of Confusion, Give Me News I Can Use, Nothing Is Forever, Slender Thread Of Hope, The Fixer ... etc.!), și vă rog să-mi...

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Epilogue

de Robert Browning

At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where--by death, fools think, imprisoned-- Low he lies who once so loved you, whom you loved so,...

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I

de Bobeica Razvan

I am Jack’s unrepenting rage. Jack is a hack And I’m through acting on his stage. I I am Jack’s revolted astuteness. Without me Jack would be clueless. I I am Jack’s weakened pragmatism. Even I make...

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life teachings

de Cristina

1.Give others more than they expect you to give and do this with joy. 2.Learn by heart your favorite poem. 3.Don’t believe all you here, don’t spent all you have and don’t sleep as much as you want....

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The Code

de Robert Frost

There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always lifted toward the west Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud Darkly advanced with a...

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The Mountain

de Robert Frost

The mountain held the town as in a shadow. I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed that I missed stars in the west, Where its black body cut into the sky. Near me it seemed: I felt it like...

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Postcard to The Past

de Ohm

The past... Wow, what can I say. All this soon will fade. All this will simply be fetilizer for the future. The past can\\\\\\\'t help but cry, and die... drowning in its own tears (and sometimes its...

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