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hoy en flag: gaslight

GASLIGHT

The wheels are turning
Broken machinery
It grinds below us
And all around I see
The crooked ceiling
The old familiar halls
The dirty paper
That’s covering the walls
The shattered staircase
The bed I’m bleeding in
We’ve tried to fight this
But we can never win

And in the gaslight that brings both life and death
If it’s like last night this could be my last breath
And so I hold tight to any hands I see
But nothing’s alright they’re always watching me
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home

He takes my picture
Although I don’t know why
His hands are shaking
Although I see him try
To look collected
He thinks it doesn’t show
We are connected
But what he doesn’t know
Is when the guard comes
To take me away
I will be tortured
Until the break of day

And in the gaslight that brings both life and death
If it’s like last night this could be my last breath
And so I hold tight to any hands I see
But nothing’s alright they’re always watching me
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home

He’s at the window
He’s always looking down
As we are beaten
How can this fucking town
Not know what’s happening
To all their little girls
They’ve got the Pirate
They’re cutting off her curls
And she is screaming
They won’t leave her alone
And I am dreaming
Of joys I’ve never known

At least I’m breathing
At least I have my wits
But when the cart comes
Who’s buried in the pits
Below my window
I hear a horse go by
And in the next cell
An inmate starts to cry
We try our best though
To quiet down the fuss
We know tomorrow
It could be one of us

And in the gaslight that brings both life and death
If it’s like last night, this could be my last breath
And so I hold tight to any hands I see
But nothing’s alright they’re always watching me
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home
And no one’s coming, coming to take me home

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hoy en your sugar sit untoched: razpunzel sonnets

Sonnet I
Dreaming from my tower in the air
Higher than the trees surrounding close
Wondering if men would find me fair,
Footsteps down below break my repose
The mist about my window hinders me
From viewing who would enter in my court
But so few visitors I chance to see,
Intent I am on making my report
And tuning my sweet song towards the earth,
I’ll change my fate, which left me here since birth.

Sonnet II
Six notes only had I sounded when
The footsteps came nearer my prison wall
Trembled I, yet sounded them again
And from what seemed the pit of earth heard call
A voice quite different from those I had heard
Though I could count that number on one hand
My lips too dry to speak a single word,
I wondered why I had not better planned
And tried in vain to step back from the sill
For something held my hair and kept me still.

Sonnet III
I tried to scream but sound I could not make
My frightened wit had robbed me of my speech
I thought of how my tresses I might break,
But spied the scissors just beyond my reach
Frantically I fumbled through my skirts,
Searching for my dagger in the fold
The same I used for tearing linen shirts
And as I knew not what of me had hold,
To sacrifice my braids I raised my knife
Too late! I now must kill to save my life.

Sonnet IV
My point directed at the stranger’s chin,
No time was left for severing his rope
But shall I murder him or let him in?
I was too stunned at what I saw to hope
For some salvation. I knew I was lost
Whichever was my choice it mattered not
The mist had cleared, my innocence the cost
And for one endless moment I was wrought
Of human flesh and human cares and fears
The fantasy of fables read for years.

Sonnet V
A face it was, yea, had it lips and eyes,
But unlike that which greets me in the glass
In its twin orbs I saw no less surprise
And so we stood, two statues made of brass
I gazing in his eyes and he in mine
As though we might have read each other’s thought
sHe smiled slowly as one drunk with wine
When suddenly the forest rang with shots
The hunters oft’ before had come too near,
And so I bid adieu to all my fear.

Sonnet VI
Hardly knowing half of what I did
But well aware the half I knew was mad,
I grasped his arms as virtue may forbid
And pulled the creature with what strength I had
Into the chamber. To the floor we fell,
Then scrambled I to my poniard retrieve
And asked him now, at death’s third door to tell
Why cam’st he hence, and bade him not deceive
For if he should be false, despite his beauty,
Though I be fooled, my dagger knew its duty.

Sonnet VII
His lips then moved but not a sound was heard
I saw them as two petals from a rose
When finally he was fit to say a word,
I was content examining his nose
He made some mention of a songbird’s tune
I was not listening but o’erlooked his brow
He claimed he would have climbed up to the moon
I wished to give him peace but knew not how
He had not thought his rope a maiden’s hair
Upon my life, I found the creature fair!

Sonnet VIII
The deed explained, he begged of me my name
“Rapunzel” I replied. “A man thou art?”
“I am” the creature laughed, “The very same
How long hast thou been kept from life apart?”
I told him how, for one and twenty years,
My home had been the walls he saw around me
How no amount of pleading, nor no tears
Have gained a visitor until he found me
But when I think upon it I recall,
For staring, he did not hear me at all.

Sonnet IX
It seemed to me we may as well not speak
His eyes had gone as cloudy as the day
He asked if he might come again that week
And I knew he must soon be gone away
He took my hands and pressed them in his own
As if by doing so he should stay longer
He told me of the world I might have known,
Vowing to return and slay my wronger
Then promising no harm, his head he bent
And kissed my lips, then out the sill he went.

Sonnet X
Lowering himself as he had come,
Through the mist my creature disappeared,
Riding back to all that he was from
And all that I could never be I feared
And yet what raven locks fell round his face
What gentle eyes as gray as seagulls wings
A voice so soft my words cannot replace
The memory of a thousand lovely things
And so I’ll dream again of arms more sweet
The dagger I had dropped lies at my feet.

Hoy en your sugar sit untoched:

Que puedeser sentido, si no puede ser aplastado tan facilmente?

puedo yo construir lo que sea

en el curso de un dia feliz que no pueda ser tirado abajo 

con las inevitables tristezas de mañana?

soy tan fragil que una palabra de afuera

de un orbe transparente

que encierra mi mente psiquica, como fue dicho,

rompe el domo invisible y me deja

absolutamente indefensa contra en combate de la realdad de cada dia?

y que se debe decir para reconstruir esta cascara? provera esto

algo mas que unas  cortas horas en oblivion? ah, pero que puede ser logrado en pocas horas?

muchas cosas grandiosas y esas cosas, si se construyen cuidadosamente,

quizas puedan finalizar una especie de habitacionde espera  de hospital donde

cuando  yo soy despojada de mi orbe yo

quizas pase el tiempo ligeramente mas confortables alrededores

que si yo hubiera corrido directamente a la tabla de operaciones.

Hoy en fight like a girl: Scavenger

I am a scavenger
And i’ll take what i need
This isn’t personal
We’ve all got mouths to feed
Supply and demand
Supply and demand
I am a scavenger
A resurrectionist
Yes, i enjoy my work
I’m a perfectionist
Supply and demand
Supply and demand
One man’s trash is another’s treasure
One man’s cash buys another’s pleasure
I’ll rob from the cradle
I’ll rob from the grave
It’s just human traffic
And i’m just a slave
To the medical community
They gave me my start
They pay by the part
So i’ll throw in the heart
I am a scavenger
A vulture if you will
And if the price is right
I’m not averse to kill
Supply and demand
Supply and demand
I am a scavenger
And as you decompose
My time is running out
And my excitement grows
Supply and demand
But surely you’ll understand
It isn’t your diamonds that i’m after
But i’ll take ‘em
Don’t mind if i do
They’ll be nothing to you
It isn’t your kisses that i need
But i’ll take ‘em
Why would we waste them
Why shouldn’t i taste them
There’s always one door you’ll forget to lock
And i will be waiting
There’s always one street that you know you shouldn’t walk
And i will be waiting
Your loved ones may sleep upon your stone to prevent me
But i will be waiting
I will be waiting
Anticipating
I am a scavenger
I am a scavenger
I am a scavenger
Supply and demand
Supply and demand
Supply and demand
Supply and demand

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Hoy en your sugar en ingles:

I cried for you because you said goodnight
When you really should have said you'll stay
I cried for you because you took your light
And left me, though you know I've lost my way
I cried for you for though you're thinking of me
You hide it, saying you don't know me well
I cried for you because I know you love me
I cried for you because you'll never tell

Hoy en your sugar sit untoched:

homestick sonnets

En tiempos de calor cuando el confort y amor  querido

tiene queemitir luz ciega mi estrella

¿Cómo es que me gustaría desaparecer
Y otra vez me encuentro de nuevo ¿dónde estás?
¿Es que el hogar es sólo casa con usted?
Y entonces, ¿cómo obtuviste tu casa ese nombre
A juzgar por los años que es relativamente nuevo?
Mi casa no es mi casa aquí lo misma.
Y así voy a ser feliz como debo hacerlo
supongo que gusto sin azucar com oel polvo.


Soneto II
¿Qué endulzada tortura que sufro cada día
Cuando se pasa horas y horas
Y todavía me siento muy lejos
De lo que deseo - sí, tú y yo
Sin embargo, rosey es mi tristeza, porque antes de ahora,
Yo nunca había suspirado después del toque de alguien
Ni los ojos, ni los labios, ni manos, ni cejas de  cuervo
Y aquí me falta casi demasiado.
Mi paradoja es que lloro por esto
Si bien es alegre Tengo un amor de perder.

Soneto III
corazon enfermo  ha sido tan largo, largo día
Pesada es mi disposición, sin embargo,
Yo sonrío y lo mejor de mí para esconderse
El dolor, la vida, el amor no se puede olvidar
No estoy a favor de los que más me engañan
Ellos no piden nada excepto mi empresa
Y sin embargo, parece que no puede romper la regla
Eso dicho el que ama una vez ama dos Voy a estar obligado
Alas Por desgracia, a menudo me resbale y mostrarles
Que lejos mi corazón desea ir.

Soneto IV
Al parecer, sólo un momento pasado
Escuché el tono dulce
De muy lejos de tu voz al fin
Pero ahora me encuentro solo
Sin embargo, los ojos cerrados, no estoy tan
Por debajo de mis dedos
Siento tu carne, acariciando lenta,
Y sostiene de tu lengua entre mis labios
Pasado cómo cuidar triste parece
Voy a dormir con vosotros en mis sueños.

Soneto V
Un viento frío estragos mi mente
Como si yo fuera una brizna de hierba
Lo cual, hizo llover sobre, se ha hecho ciego
Y ahora espera a que la tormenta pase
Pero, por extraño, cuanto más cerca viniere,
Para final de recorrido y tu abrazo
Cuanto más oscuro parece ir al cielo
El de la cara parezca más
'Tis intentando, cuando en el dolor, a la rima
'Es mucho más difícil que medir el tiempo.

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fight like a girl

If I Burn

Emilie Autumn

Whispered:(I'm here)

I could beg a thousand times
I could explain I could use rhymes
And rhythms meant to catch your eye
But I know you wont see

I could cry a thousand tears
I could appease your secret fears
But the louder that I scream the harder your machines close over me

But I don't care, maybe i'm afraid but still I swear
You could take my life with conscience clear but you should still hear

That if I burn
You will see the fire in your mind when you sleep
And if I rise up in smoke around your eyes you'll know its me
And the rain won't wash away the ashes underneath your nails today
Doesn't matter where you go or what you do
Cause if I burn, so will you

I could bargin but i'd lose
Youll sell the parts that you don't use
Yes, I could beg you to be merciful and set me free
I could threaten you with hell or i could promise not to tell
But the softer I become the harder your machines close over me.

But I don't care, maybe i'm afraid but still I swear,
You could take my life with conscience clear, but you should still hear

And if I burn
You will see the fire in your mind when you sleep
And if I rise up in smoke around your eyes you'll know its me
And the rain won't wash away the ashes underneath your nails today
Doesn't matter where you go or what you do
Cause if I burn, so will you.

When you sleep you'll feel my icy fingers crawling down your back
And when you wake you'll find me right beside you waiting to attack
And when you walk i will be right behind you quickening my steps
And when you try to shut me out I will be laughing in your head.

Oh i'll be there, maybe i'm afraid but still I swear
You could take my life with conscience clear but you should still hear

That if I burn
You will see the fire in your mind when you sleep
And if I rise up in smoke around your eyes you'll know its me
And the rain won't wash away the ashes underneath your nails today
Doesn't matter where you go or what you do
Cause if I burn, so will you

There are two sides to every story...
Except for THIS ONE.
It's not over till it's over
And it's never over
You can break me
Death can take me
But it's never over

It's not over till it's over
And it's never over

You can break me
Death can take me
But it's never over

Hoy en extras:

Naked femenist poetry, es un frangmento de media hora masomenos donde podemos encontrar a emilie participando de un programa radial donde se relatan poesias de mujeres importantes de la literatura. Eh aqui un pequeño extracto donde relata EA y se puede descargar completo desde batteredrose.com

hoy en your sugar poems: woman

Witches and Satanists we have been named
Over the years we've been murdered and maimed
Mothers and daughters and sisters and wives
All have the power - we gave you your lives
Nothing can ever reverse what's been done
(but we'll try with the birth of each daughter and son

Hoy en your sugar sit untoched: empty

Este espacio vacio

no puede ser llenado

tus palabras malvadas

sangran atrves de mi

y podria llorar

pero solo perderia mis lagrimas

(solo otra forma de liberacion)

liberar que?

(estoy vacia)
podrias atravesar tu mano

por mi cuerpo

y tocar la pared detras de mi
pero quien?
por tuda mi vascuidad
quien tendria la
fortaleza de levantarme?

mi fe en el hombre mortal

esta seriamente dañada
los dioses
han probado estar sordos
o tal vez tienen
un sentido delhumor perverso
aparentemente son
dioses europeos

para los que no hay nada mas gracioso

que un hombre gordo en tutu.