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lindork
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- Last Record: 2012-04-26 09:32:16 +0200
- Joined: Mar 24, 2011
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She was a face full of flowers Hydrangea petals blooming through terrible winters Proof of some grand benevolence
She was a mouthful of moss Soft and warm as new earth, Connected to everything and tethered to nothing
And she was delicate as tender shoots Breaking through old bark But, the gusts that blew her never broke her Only rustled her resilient leaves
‘Sssh’, they said to the brazen wind Be still a while
‘Sssh’, they said to me Be patient |
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I can't even tell you what makes me feel what and how and to what extent. Anxiety seems to triple itself at night, casting its shadow over me shamelessly. I try not to see you, but I see you abs... |
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When you smile, When you really smile, You aren’t really smiling at all. You just bear your teeth At the onlookers As y... |
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hitrecord always makes me want to do weird artsy things where lots of strangers (or my neighbours) can stare at me.
this is quite possibly my most abstract painting EVER, but I've grown quite fond of it. :D
inspired by amferraro's on bridges (remix) <3
toyed around with PASIV's beautiful tune. watch the video here: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/388721
for the lovely
a small peek into anthony's creative process with a remix of PASIV's "On Bridges"
next up, the making of the making of! (just kidding. but i'd love to see this remixed)
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He walks out to the end of solitude To the dock where the boats he moored strain and rock against the flow of time.
He unties each one with... |
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“The shadows brim with hidden teeth: Full moon above, gold eyes beneath.” ... |
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I don't dream of shiny crowns Or of a life lived in a palace. Keep your picture-perfec... |
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I started writing this outside of a starbucks downtown and finished it today 3/2/11
It's truly one of my favorites that I've done, because the past few days have been tough for me, and this song is everything I've been feeling.
loved dianasev's metaphor, had to put it to song. really soft, really slow.
(also just made a fb artist page which can be found in my profile here. i'm not big on social networks, but i realized it'd make it slightly easier for me to connect with some of you. stop by if you can! i'll be fleshing it out soon so it's not so bare)
oh, lover mine
my lids are getting heavy
oh, lover mine
i'm fickle and unsteady
but i've settled on a phrase
and i'll tell it to you straight
you are to me like old leather
oh, lover mine
i've loved and i have broken
oh, lover mine
i've not meant what i've spoken
but i'm feeling honest now
you are to me like old leather
