December 2011
“And all that will be left is this. A box with random stuff, from a period of...”
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Smile
“Smile though your heart is aching, Smile even though it’s breaking” Well here it is. I’m tired of holding it all in. And even though this is a rather lame way of letting it out, it’s better than nothing. I’m hurting. Badly. And I know I shouldn’t, because I asked for all of this. I was the one who ended it all, but god help me, I didn’t think...
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Listendolphinrabies: Into the Woods - No One is Alone
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lilablackbird: Dear Stephen Sondheim,  You officially have my undying devotion. Love, me P.S. I’m staying up all night listening to “No One Is Alone” and crying. Thank you.
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“Oh. if life were made of moments, Even now and then a bad one-! But if life...”
– Into the Woods, Stephen Sondheim (via colours-light)
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"Wishes may bring problems, such that you regret...
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When I Am Gone
When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter -  someone new? Someone better - maybe YOU! -Shel Silverstein R.I.P. Shel Silverstein, the poet of my childhood.
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Spider
A spider lives inside my head Who weaves a strange and wondrous web Of silken threads and silver strings To catch all sorts of flying things, Like crumbs of thoughts and bits of smiles And specks of dried-up tears, And dust of dreams that catch and cling For years and years and years … -Shel Silverstein
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Cloud Walking
When you walk on clouds, be careful. When you walk on clouds, beware, And never look beneath your feet To see what’s under there. -Shel Silverstein
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After
After the snowmelt and after the rain, Out of the ground a hand came And drew me a picture And wrote me a poem And touched my face gently And pointed me home. -Shel Silverstein
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The Rainbow Thrower
The rainbow thrower Squints his eye And hurls his colors ‘Cross the sky While far beyond Horizon’s gate The rainbow catcher Sits and waits. -Shel Silverstein
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Underface
Underneath my outside face There’s a face that none can see. A little less smiley, A little less sure, But a whole lot more like me. -Shel Silverstein Oh Shel, you still get me, after all these years.
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Losing Pieces
Talked my head off Worked my tail off Cried my eyes out Walked my feet off Sang my heart out So you see, There’s really not much left of me. -Shel Silverstein
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Frightened
“There are kids underneath my bed,” Cried little baby monster Fred. Momma monster smiled. “Oh, Fred, There’s no such thing as kids,” she said. -Shel Silverstein
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Yesess and Noees
The Yesees said yes to anything That anyone suggested. The Noees said no to everything Unless it was proven and tested. So the Yesees all died of much too much And the Noees all died of fright, But somehow I think the Thinkforyourselfees All came out all right. -Shel Silverstein
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In Love
If my face could only twist, Then I could give my cheek a kiss And whisper in my lovely ear, “You’re so beautiful, my dear,” And look into my eyes and see Just how much I’m in love with me. -Shel Silverstein
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School
Rain and hail, Cold and snow Are good excuses not to go. -Shel Silverstein
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Lizard
A lizard in a blizzard Got a snowflake in his gizzard And nothing else much happened, I’m afraid, But lizard rhymed with blizzard And blizzard rhymed with gizzard And that, my dear, is why most poems are made. -Shel Silverstein
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Happy Ending?
There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle And a very happy start. -Shel Silverstein
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Masks
She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through, Then passed right by - And never knew. -Shel Silverstein
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Years From Now
Although I cannot see your face As you flip these poems awhile, Somewhere from some far-off place I hear you laughing - and I smile. -Shel Silverstein
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Someday I'll get to NYC.
brightestbuzz: I will find my way. I can go the distance. I’ll be there someday If I can be strong. I know every mile Will be worth my while. I will go most anywhere to feel like I belong.
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I got 99 problems and they’re all tickets to...
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