BREAK THIS BLOG IS ON PAUSE FOR A WHILE YOU
Freyja
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Is The Steak And Cheese A Regular Sub
Today: The week without you ...
week
without you I would be born of thy womb,
have ever lived within you, since you know
am an orphan.
Oh! cave tender, red
Eden hot.
What a joy it was this blind!
flesh I wish you remember me
of imprisoned,
look at me when you shrink something in the womb,
you felt proud to remember
unparalleled generosity to untie your meat
to set me free.
For you have begun to decipher
signs of life, you would
receipt.
Tomás Segovia (Spain-Mexico, 1927)
... Freyja
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week
without you I would be born of thy womb,
have ever lived within you, since you know
am an orphan.
Oh! cave tender, red
Eden hot.
What a joy it was this blind!
flesh I wish you remember me
of imprisoned,
look at me when you shrink something in the womb,
you felt proud to remember
unparalleled generosity to untie your meat
to set me free.
For you have begun to decipher
signs of life, you would
receipt.
Tomás Segovia (Spain-Mexico, 1927)
... Freyja
Freyja BLOG - http://www.freyja.cl/blog/
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Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Seriennummern Pinnacle Tv
Today: The Nostalgia ...
This Nostalgia ...
(Gioconda Belli)
This dream I live, this nostalgia
name, this hurricane shut
reeling in my bones,
mourn its passing through my blood ...
I can not leave the time and places,
Valley
my days are filled with unspeakable shadows, I
loneliness like a lost soul,
disobeyed all the reasons,
heroine battles lost,
of jars without water.
I sink into the body,
I bleed in the veins,
Beat me against the wind, against the skin
smeared is mine.
What shall I do with my castle of ghosts,
shooting stars that surround me as the sun shines
and I can not look over your hard-
round and yellow-gold's wake licking his hands, riding the night
,
renouncement, making me
disaster ...
I will give the Hurricanes
to move away from that light burning.
I am dying of cold.
... Freyja
I INVITE YOU TO MY: WEB
Freyja - http://www.freyja.cl/
BLOG 
This Nostalgia ...
(Gioconda Belli)
This dream I live, this nostalgia
name, this hurricane shut
reeling in my bones,
mourn its passing through my blood ...
I can not leave the time and places,
Valley
my days are filled with unspeakable shadows, I
loneliness like a lost soul,
disobeyed all the reasons,
heroine battles lost,
of jars without water.
I sink into the body,
I bleed in the veins,
Beat me against the wind, against the skin
smeared is mine.
What shall I do with my castle of ghosts,
shooting stars that surround me as the sun shines
and I can not look over your hard-
round and yellow-gold's wake licking his hands, riding the night
,
renouncement, making me
disaster ...
I will give the Hurricanes
to move away from that light burning.
I am dying of cold.
... Freyja
I INVITE YOU TO MY: WEB
Freyja - http://www.freyja.cl/
BLOG
Freyja - http://www.freyja.cl/blog/
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Omline Will And Testimony
Today: At ...
Point (Sophia de Mello)
At the point where silence and solitude
intersect night and cold, like someone waiting
waited in vain, As clear and precise
was void
(Version Diana Bellessi)
... Freyja
When I die I will return to find
The moment I did not live by the sea.
(Sophia de Mello)
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Point (Sophia de Mello)
At the point where silence and solitude
intersect night and cold, like someone waiting
waited in vain, As clear and precise
was void
(Version Diana Bellessi)
... Freyja
When I die I will return to find
The moment I did not live by the sea.
(Sophia de Mello)
Freyja's BLOG - http://www.freyja.cl/blog/
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Copyright © Freyja
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