a few unwanted words
meant more then pain itself
we were falling all together
thought talking might help
i guess i was wrong
it only made it worst
the tears finally came
and we both just burst
a couple days that were unbearable
thought - how could i go on
those few hours we hadn't spoke
seemed like way to long
just when i thought we were over
that we'd finally reached the end
we both thought it over
and we still were best of friends
you promised no more fading
i promised to put you as one
but as a week or two went past
the hiding from each other again begun
you don't tell me anything
all i ever hear are those three words
as though everything will be okay
as long as they are heard
i don't tell you either
fear it won't be kept safe
that something else will begin
and all the love will turn to hate
i want to know whats wrong
just tell me and prove yourself true
and i promise if there's anything i need
i will always turn to you
no more hiding anything
no more creating pain
always there for each other
to keep each other sane
always will i love you
i never want to see you fade
just as long as you promise
never to throw what we have away
not over some guy
or something you think is love
because together thats what we have
thats what our friendships' of
you were the one who was there before
the greatest friend in the world
i love you always and forever
always ~ your baby girl
~*)()(baby girl)()(*~
i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
Pseudo-context: a structure invented to give fragmented and irrelevant information a seeming use. The use it provides is not action, or problem-solving, or change, only information with no genuine connection to our lives
The Peek-a-Boo World: all new media that entered the electronic conversation followed the lead of the telegraph and the photograph, amplifying their biases. It is a world without much coherence or sense but also endlessly entertaining. There is no subject of public interest—politics, news, education, religion, science, sports—that does not find its way to television.
To solve invisible labour, people need to make it visible. Then they should do something about it.
- On an individual scale, family members can talk about the division of work at home.
- Paid parental leave or subsidised child care could help alleviate the unpaid work mothers currently do.
Chest enclosed
heart about to explode
please don't leave again
you've already left
I know it's not the way I think of it
but I can't help but think of it that way
I know you care about me
so why are you so far?
Why does my heart want you so
knowing you are too soon to leave
knowing I will be left with tears
and memories once lived now gone.
Through the darkness of it all
it was worth it
you are worth the pain of seeing you leave
because at least I got to see you
Why does my heart whisper
your name into the wind,
when all it does is travel the other way?
Why do you torture me so
with words of brilliance
only to be left behind
with the hands of time?
It was the ride of a lifetime
That turned around so much
Here off to leave the place we slept
To fight the world and such
We left everything but the sky
In our hearts it stayed tight
By love it stood alone that time
To us it only felt right
The tire blew up before some time
The distance fell short that day
Under the stars’ night we thought that
We had not picked a way
Together we ran forever to stay
And to be with each other
Every city had a small town
All towns looked like another
The road kept us bumping around
Holding on for our love
The way got rough and hard and tough
Hardly with heads above
The road came to a stopping point
Waiting for life to live
Our place is here the time is now
To stop running from time
white and green tree during daytime
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This is a term that is used to refer to a form of racism that is embedded in the laws and regulations of a society or an organization. It doesn't have anything to do with what's in your heart, brain, or intentions but it is all about how your actions and inactions allow the dynamics that are already in place.
In this interesting Telegram channel, you can treat yourself to beautiful art from across the centuries. You'll find paintings, sculptures, photographs, and more. Most posts include a link to the artist's Wikipedia page (or personal website, where applicable) so you can find out more about them.
I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a girl living a life of shame
I am he one who you made insane
I am a person wanting to know more
I am the one who you showed the door
I am the one who you will never know
I am the one who'll let you go
Because i am the one who will end the show
A modern room can always draw attention to paintings, sculptures, or installations, but sometimes a house’s unique details draw the best out of a work of art. Read more from sothebysrealty: https://t.co/3yrJVT7tIt https://t.co/gsASXnAQ9R
Anselm Kiefer Unveils a Preview of His 78-Foot Painting | Artnet News
The upcoming exhibition from Anselm Kiefer will be the first ever collaboration between the Van Gogh Museum and the Stedelijk Museum.
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Featured in the Lufthansa x #ArtBaselMiamiBeach story, Kimberly reflects on how a simple 'yes' can spark a vision and shape a journey in the art world.
Here, she shares advice for getting out of a rut, favorite place in New York City, and https://t.co/p6DaznxBkq
a grassy hill with a path going up it
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