Tag: Family

We ourselves became the ghosts

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Perhaps freedom has no meaning

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I wished I could split my body in two,

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I preferred us when my father was away

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The milk of incomprehension

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Hardness was probably his most distinctive quality

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Every abyss has its lullabies

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It was a family of women buccaneers

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What two people can make of the same view

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Trust is fine, but control is better

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The various crimes of sadness

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I believe in the god of carnage

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Marriage had been shockingly debased

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Like a gifted mathematician set to paint a picture

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Hardened to stone by the Medusa head of misery

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There was always a wind blowing

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The point is not to negate reality, but to peel back its scrim,

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My spirit rose to meet this challenge

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