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ⓘ Easily Corrupted

[vxpsae]

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.

by J. R. R. Tolkien

[vxpsae]

If pomegranates are worth the mess than why aren’t I?

[vxpsae]

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;

Weep, and you weep alone.

For the sad old earth must borrow its minth, But has trouble enough of its own.

Sing, and the hills will answer;

Sigh, it is lost on the air.

The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;

Grieve, and they turn and go.

They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe.

Be glad, and your friends are many:

Be sad, and you lose them all.

There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;

Fast, and the world goes by.

Succeed and give, and it helps you live,

But no man can help you die.

There is room in the halls of pleasure For a long and lordly train,

But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain.

[vxpsae]

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf,

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day

Nothing gold can stay.

- Robert Frost

[vxpsae]

I've overestimated my capabilities And now I know I will be let down

By my own ambitions

Why, did I even try

I want to go home and leave this town

I never said never, but still failed I never gave up

I never succeeded

I thought this was the land of possibilities

But I'm not even good at eating or sleeping

I want to go home

But I cannot

Because I am lost in my high ambitions I'm naive, in a world false possibilities

Julianna McLeod (LaPlante)

[vxpsae]

I saw your teeth get sharper each time you smiled at me. I knew it was me you'd save them for eating.

I guess that's your symbol for our love. your gnashing teeth snarled into a smile before they sink into my flesh.

it's not wrong to lust for someone, but when that's all you feel, it hurts.

You know I'll always wish for you, but these bitemarks show me the truth.

[vxpsae]

“I’m too old for you.” That’s the point…

[vxpsae]

I have my father's nose and all his rage

but I have my mother's face and her grief.

Rage, I have learned to wear.

My mother's grief, however, folds my spine

and lives beneath my ribs.

It gets heavier and heavier.

by Fatima Aamer Bilal.

[vxpsae]

Love in Blood Time

When I saw my blood on your leg, the drops so

dark and clear, that real arterial red,

I could not even think about death, you

stood there smiling at me,

you squatted in the tub on your long haunches

and washed it away.

The large hard bud of your glans in my mouth,

the dark petals of my sex in your mouth,

I could feel death going farther and farther away,

forgetting me, losing my address, his

palm forgetting the curve of my cheek in his hand.

Then when we lay in the small glow of the

lamp and I saw your lower lip

glazed with light like liquid fire

I looked at you and I tell you I knew you were God

and I was God and we lay in our bed

on the dark cloud, and somewhere down there

was the earth, and somehow all we did, the

blood, the pink stippling of the head, the

pearl fluid out of the slit, the

goodness of all we did would somehow get

down there, it would find its flowering in the world.

spoken = Linsay Rousseau