shot to hell,
all these small faces
looking up
beautiful and believing..
I wish to weep
but sorrow is stupid.
I wish to believe
but believe is a graveyard.
We have narrowed it down
to the butcherknife
and the mockingbird
wish us luck»
~Charles Bukowski~
shot to hell,
all these small faces
looking up
beautiful and believing..
I wish to weep
but sorrow is stupid.
I wish to believe
but believe is a graveyard.
We have narrowed it down
to the butcherknife
and the mockingbird
wish us luck»
~Charles Bukowski~
to my art, my sleep, my dreams,
my labours, my suffrances,
my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being..»
~Jack Kerouac~
to my art, my sleep, my dreams,
my labours, my suffrances,
my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being..»
~Jack Kerouac~
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