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Time take us forward. Relief from this longing,
"When The Curious Girl Realizes She Is Under Glass" By Bright Eyes
In the begining it all begins the same. It starts with confusion, the lack of ability to understand anything. Constantly asking questions that you can't understand. But still you ask them, and expect answers. Answers which no one can give you. Then the anger comes in. You get mad at anything. The smallest things will set you off. Something will happen and in that split second your entire attitude changes from anger to depression. You start thinking, and that only makes things worse. These thoughts don't make much sense, which causes the confusion. Each emotion and feeling is linked to one another some how. The action of one will cause the reaction of another and towards the end, or what you think is the end, they all start to fade together, becoming one big ball of insanity. But there's always that one day that moment on that certain day, which you remember vividly for the rest of your life. You remember the day, the date, the month, and the year. It's burned in your memory like your first kiss, or first love, or your first attempt of suicide.
Some of my Favourite Quotes.
The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it. -Plath
Is there no way out of the mind? -Plath
In solitude the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself. -Laurence Sterne
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does. -Allen Ginsberg
A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. -Diane Ackerman
The courage of the poets is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness. -Christopher Morley
There is only beauty -- and it has only one perfect expression -- poetry. All the rest is a lie --except for those who live by the body, love, and, that love of the mind, friendship. For me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because its sensual delight falls back deliciously in my soul. -Stephane Mallarme
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