sans l'épines the symphony

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sans l'épines the symphony
THE ROSE WITHOUT THORNS Bronwyn Grevé
Will you go ahead to the Aventine In the { holly } red in the night Dirt under my shoe from the old at heart Right under you, grinning in the dark You carried my {heart} in the night To bury the wave in the tide You carried me onto the fields There is a [grove], there is a plot Deep in the snow, b r e a k i n g your heart One step ahead, a t h o u s a n d miles A trail a̾b͂ͨ̓̔lͣͬ̅̇ͦͣa͒͂͛zéͩ to the A v e n t i n e
--Agnes Obel, Aventine
LA ROSE SANS ÉPINES
The poet laughs at the madness and smiles at the fire, because Certes is as unforgiving as she is inspiring.
Oh. My. God.
I have never failed so epically trying not to cry as I have with Les Miserables. Anne, Hugh, Amanda, Eddie, Samantha, Aaron, and everyone else: you broke me.
I'm going to eat my feelings now... There's a bunch of munchies I bought for the movie that I had no time to eat because I was too busy crying. Hasta la vista, motherfuckers!