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XXII When our two souls stand up ***** and strong, Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher, Until the lengthening wings break into fire At either curved point,—what bitter wrong Can the earth do to us, that we should not long Be here contented? Think. In mounting higher, The angels would press on us and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence. Let us stay Rather on earth, Beloved,—where the unfit Contrarious moods of men recoil away And isolate pure spirits, and permit A place to stand and love in for a day, With darkness and the death-hour rounding it.

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 22 - When our two souls stand up ***** and strong

XXII When our two souls stand up ***** and strong, Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher, Until the lengthening wings break into fire At either curved point,—what bitter wrong Can the earth do to us, that we should not long Be here contented? Think. In mounting higher, The angels would press on us and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence. Let us stay Rather on earth, Beloved,—where the unfit Contrarious moods of men recoil away And isolate pure spirits, and permit A place to stand and love in for a day, With darkness and the death-hour rounding it.

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Jump into that shattering window Jump into that dark void selectively pull out the finger nail that remains stuck at the base of your spine Pull the hair off the old troll doll Until her eyes seem far to large, far to bright The colours of the room allowed to merge who gives a **** its still full of light. Beat the box against the wall, watch it curve, the contrarious fall. With you fingers, follow the lines up the side and back of the spine Then strip the pages, open and bare Inhale the worlds lingering in there. When the madness thickens the air Laugh, cry, sing and die. Don’t stop to wonder why. Your palms are enough Your own two hands can bare To create whatever breathes in there.

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Oct 31, 2013

Oct 31, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC

DaisyChain

The crazy room

Jump into that shattering window Jump into that dark void selectively pull out the finger nail that remains stuck at the base of your spine Pull the hair off the old troll doll Until her eyes seem far to large, far to bright The colours of the room allowed to merge who gives a **** its still full of light. Beat the box against the wall, watch it curve, the contrarious fall. With you fingers, follow the lines up the side and back of the spine Then strip the pages, open and bare Inhale the worlds lingering in there. When the madness thickens the air Laugh, cry, sing and die. Don’t stop to wonder why. Your palms are enough Your own two hands can bare To create whatever breathes in there.

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Can't believe your time here on earth is done. Only God knows why he called you home to him. Never forgetting you and all the times, all the things we shared. Trying not to be sad and let you being gone bring me down, but I find this loss so difficult to deal with. Remembering you and the life that you lived is the only thing to get me through. Always living with a smile is what you did the best. Rising above us now and looking down upon until we meet again. I will miss uou until my end and God calls me too home with him. Only one you, and now your gone, taken too soon making this world feel so empty. Under all my smiles and laughs that I give, remember there is a tear inside if me that I cry for you and you alone. So until the day we meet again I know you are always with me looking down.

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Jan 13, 2014

Jan 13, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC

alexis-carlston

Contrarious Until We Meet Again....

Can't believe your time here on earth is done. Only God knows why he called you home to him. Never forgetting you and all the times, all the things we shared. Trying not to be sad and let you being gone bring me down, but I find this loss so difficult to deal with. Remembering you and the life that you lived is the only thing to get me through. Always living with a smile is what you did the best. Rising above us now and looking down upon until we meet again. I will miss uou until my end and God calls me too home with him. Only one you, and now your gone, taken too soon making this world feel so empty. Under all my smiles and laughs that I give, remember there is a tear inside if me that I cry for you and you alone. So until the day we meet again I know you are always with me looking down.

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