I get to watch The Prince Of Egypt
i love to listen to the hebrew versons of the songs (the lullaby/river scene mostly) from the movie when i'm painting
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...why did i even write this? lol...


the telescopeFor the longest time, she lived her life looking through the wrong end of a telescope. She liked to see life from far away, from her window and in her minds eye. Her daily ritual, dreaming of what was to come and reveling in the antics of her ant-sized neighbors, helped take the edge off of the bothersome treading of water that otherwise filled her days. A safe, sterile, sweet, uncompromising view of life from the eyes of an outsider. A spectator. One day, bored and peevish at her favorite neighbor (a crotchety old lady who made it her business to collect leaves from the street, one by errant one, and shake her cane at passing strollersthe telescope


devils tradeunder the nightgown and over the skin, turn all the lights out and let us begin. gather this falling, birds to your breast she'll sing you a song if you take her to bed.devils trade
oh, the devil's trade freedom for all our days. the apple had the price of a snake. and i will pay
soft as a dormouse untangle our limbs a kiss on the knee now you're gone with the wind everything's different
and i don't belong i'm cold as a kitchen in the breaking of dawn
And though it hurts to breathe i'd die before i'd leave.
oh, the devi
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my heart's ticking like a bomb in a birdcage
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my heart's ticking like a bomb in a birdcage
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