One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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One day we all die. All that remains are the photos and memories. Perhaps a person could write it all down and leave something of themselves behind; their thoughts, their memories. And in their written thoughts, perhaps "Love" is eventually understood and found. One day we all die. We all die one day. I shall ghost with the best of them ... a very ghostly ghost.(LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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~ It doesn't matter how many steps you walk - as long as you don't stop ~
quote by : Anne-Lise Andresen
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~ let the memories be your hymns - new life is music ~
quote by; Anne-Lise Andresen
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Some things can never be forgiven. Forgiving yourself for not forgiving, is enough forgiveness. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Some things can never be forgiven. Forgiving yourself for not forgiving, is enough forgiveness. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Witches were once burnt at the stake for being something other than who they truly were, at the hands of people, who were less than noble in mind and more sullied. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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Witches were once burnt at the stake for being something other than who they truly were, at the hands of people, who were less than noble in mind and more sullied. (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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~ small moments contribute to a little "spice" to your dreams ~
Anne-Lise Andresen
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~ the nameless ebony bird sings so mournfully -
the wind lifts your wings ~
Anne-Lise Andresen
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Love cradles Sorrow for a while, comforting it in its arms, stroking it like a pet to be controlled, adored and loved, until Love realises that Sorrow needs free range to express itself. Eventually like all wild things, Sorrow needs to be released, to be transformed into something higher and more hauntingly beautiful. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Love opens the door to and for Sorrow. The choice is Sorrow’s direction. Of course, interpretation is also poetically open, dear Poet. From observation, like Love, Sorrow adores company, like Love, Sorrow is not averse to sharing its cage with numbers of other Sorrows, all requiring to be fed, they eventually have their fill and leave, spreading their wings for Lighter realms.(Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Love invites Sorrow in, to feed its hunger, quench its thirst...Sorrow has been sorely deprived of succour and unconditional nurture in most states of distress, sadness, betrayal, rejection, hurt, loss, grief (are only but a few called by name)...when Sorrow is well fed, and transfiguring into its better, higher lighter form, the captive/s eventually are let loose - it is Sorrow's choice of course, whether Sorrow stays or goes. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Lady Godiva rides naked through the streets of the city on her horse for what for his people and look at you Zafar what have you done for us nothing you just sit idle and run sexy fake YouTube fahash channels isn't?
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Poetry allows poets to convey complex feelings in a concise and artistic manner, making it an effective medium for self-expression and catharsis.
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Poetry and writing, conveys a story, written by the writer for the writer, intentionally or ignorantly unaware they are sharing their psyche, with the reader. It is a form of journaling. The beautifully precious and precocious Anne Frank comes to mind, her poignant and profound writes of Light came in the darkest moments of her young life.
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- accepting resistance - doesn't mean the person is without scars - Anne-Lise Andresen
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~ no one can feel poor ... if we color the day yellow ~ Anne-Lise Andresen
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"I will never murder my little darlings. I shall put them on a pedestal and feed them LOVE." (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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"I will never murder my little darlings. I shall put them on a pedestal and feed them LOVE." (LadyLabyrinth/Leanne Lovejoy-Burton)
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~ Never trust a "spider" ... the wonderful edifice is death ~ Anne-Lise Andresen
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Don you should learn some manners first.
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~ Man is consumed by the relentless pursuit of happiness - catch the moment ~ Anne-Lise Andresen
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- cuts thick slices of happiness - in a nod - Anne-Lise Andresen
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~ appreciate the feeling of the stillness
- and you will understand everything better ~ by: Anne-Lise Andresen
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Life and death. We are on loop. Many of us are surviving our own breech birth, after initial entry, in mysterious ways. Eventually, whatever the play or cost, light appears in one form or another. Much Love. Because Love is all that matters in this world for humanity to make Light, see Light. And that is what this world and humanity needs most. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton as LadyLabyrinth)
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Channels all I tried by walking
And I know where all they leadest
On the ways were people talking
Unseen wounds utmost they bleedest
Life is test this life is warning
Tears of eve are gems of morning
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Don't chase your dreams in such a manner that you lose your character
Instead achieve dreams with the character you have!!!
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The less we seek perfection, the easier is to accept ourselves; having flairs is part of our humanness, but without consciousness, we won't recognize the purpose of our existence.
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Love always calls us in. Unexpected, abrupt or not - the exit...the entrance, Love always calls us back in. (Leanne Lovejoy-Burton/aka Lady Labyrinth).
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