Friday, March 5, 2010

Van Gogh, Tormented




My darling, my tormented Vincent,
Why did you allow your heart to deny the final truth,
Still as a breath held as a sigh, Still as a heart that denies The final truth, the breaking news, On the edge of a moment Where we hope and we pray That there's still time.

There's always time...
Posted by Beej at 6:24 AM
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4 comments:

  1. DILLIGAFMarch 5, 2010 at 5:35 PM

    'EAR! 'EAR!!!

    sorry...

    I'll get me coat...;-)

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  2. BeejMarch 5, 2010 at 5:51 PM

    Hahaha!! You are so funny! Btw, I was just listening to your podcast. I LOVE your accent! (it's sexy..)

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  3. BBCMarch 5, 2010 at 8:58 PM

    There's always time...

    Seemed like there always used to be, I'm not so sure anymore though. Well, I'm sure there is time for a few more camping trips.

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  4. BeejMarch 6, 2010 at 6:21 AM

    Speaking of which, when will you be returning to Spirit Doings?

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Go ahead, you can do it! Just whistle if you want me. You know how to whistle, don't you? You just put your lips together and BLOW....

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