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    17 ottobre

    Incomplete

    One day
    I'll find relief
    I'll be arrived
    And I'll be friend to my friends who know how to be friends
    One day I'll be at peace
    I'll be enlightened and I'll be married with children and maybe adopt
    One day I will be healed
    I will gather my wounds forge the end of tragic comedy

    I have been running so sweaty my whole life
    Urgent for a finish line
    And I have been missing the rapture this whole time
    of being forever incomplete

    One day
    my mind will retreat
    And I'll know God
    And I'll be constantly one with her night dusk and day
    One day I'll be secure
    Like the women I see on their thirtieth anniversaries

    Ever unfolding
    Ever expanding
    Ever adventurous
    And torturous
    And never done

    One day
    I will speak freely
    I'll be less afraid
    And measured outside of my poems and lyrics and art
    One day I will be faith-filled
    I'll be trusting and spacious authentic and grounded and home

    I have been running so sweaty my whole life
    Urgent for a finish line
    And I have been missing the rapture this whole time
    of being  forever incomplete.
     
     
    Alanis Morrisette
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    03 ottobre

    Toy Soldiers

    It wasn't my intention to mislead you
    It never should have been this way
    What can I say
    It's true, I did extend the invitation
    I never knew how long you'd stay
    When you hear temptation call
    It's your heart that takes, takes the fall
    (Won't you come out and play with me)

    Step by step
    Heart to heart
    Left, right, left
    We all fall down
    Like toy soldiers
    Bit by bit
    Torn apart
    We never win
    But the battle wages on
    For Toy soldiers

    It's getting hard to wake up in the morning
    My head is spinning constantly
    How can it be?
    How could I be so blind to this addiction?
    If I don't stop, the next one's gonna be me

    Only emptiness remains
    It replaces all, all the pain
    (Won't you come out and play with me    )


     

     
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