02-27-2011, 06:30 AM
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How Do You Identify?: A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings.
Preferred Pronoun?: All I ask of living is to have no chains on me.
Relationship Status: All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line.
Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Somewhere in between here and gone.
Posts: 662
Thanks: 110
Thanked 1,447 Times in 369 Posts
Rep Power: 6344715
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The Lord's cross might redeem us but our own just wastes our time.
It was hard, love, every step of the way;
Hard to be so close to you, so hard to turn away.
And when all the stars and sentimental songs dissolved to day
There was nothing left to sing about but hard love.
So I loved you for your courage, and your gentle sense of shame,
And I loved you for your laughter and your language and your name.
And I knew it was impossible, but I loved you just the same
Though the only love I gave to you was hard love.
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Two or three things I know for sure,
And one is that I would rather go naked
Than wear the coat the world has made for me.
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