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SocietySociety The blood was everywhere. Dripping from the blade he held in his hand and spilling out over the Persian rug the dead bitch used to be so proud of, splattered on the leather couch she had imported from Italy just because she could.Society
“Disgusting” he said to himself. He took her face, which was now a beautiful shade of scarlet, between his hands. He traced the curve of her nose, her high cheekbones, and luscious lips before placing the blade at her hairline, and with long shallow strokes, he began deftly severing the skin covering her cranium from the parietal bone to the occipital bone. “Now that is one
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ThanksgivingI am the warmth of a full house I am the blanket of smiles found at journey's end I am the "How've you been's?" and the "What did you do's?" I am the table so carefully set I am the seating arrangements that separate families I am the heavenly aroma emanating from the kitchen I am the clanking of silverware and plates I am the accolades to the chef I am the full belly I am the pants who's top button has to be undone I am the post dinner bustle and the full sink of dishes I am the offerings of help to the mother I am the polite refutations I am the delicious desertsThanksgiving
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Fire Hose ConnectionFire! Fire! Help, there's a fire on the 3rd floor And my baby's trapped inside! Help!Fire Hose Connection
Mom always told me to yell fire to get Attention But I never called for this attention These negative words And unsafe thoughts. I stop drop and roll to make it Go away
But I think I'm on fire I can't find any water My oxygen's all but run out Maybe 5 more minutes is all I have Should I wax poetic about missed opportunities Or regrets and apologies? No. I should keep looking for a way to put Up with the flames.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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Never apologize for your art.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
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When one door of happiness closes, another opens;
but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us...
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