Thursday, March 25, 2010

=refrain=

do you know what you are doing?
do you know what you have done?
you are running away.
you have broken your...

think of me,
think of me fondly
when we say goodbye.
now nothing seems
so strange as this
world, only remember...

let not thy eyes see
sin, but through thy tears.
for i could never know
love, but through...

shall i tell you a secret?
the secret of this piece.
broken where it matters,
unimportant as i...

promise me if you unravel.
tell me if i have ever
seemed so strangely severed/
forgotten you....

forget-me-nots and gentians
do they go well together?
And we are here as on a darkling plain
In the awakening light, can you see?
how poetic and plain, sweet and silent,
faith and fear and fire and...

this is me.
that is mine.
who am i?
where is...

For now we see through a glass, darkly;
but then face to face: now I know in part;
but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope, love, these three;
but the greatest of these is...

How often I sit, poring o'er
My strange distorted youth,
Seeking in vain, in all my store,
One feeling based in t...

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