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THE INK POT

"One ought only to write when one leaves a piece of one's own flesh in the inkpot, each time one dips one's pen." Leo Tolstoy

Saturday, May 26, 2007

only the ashes

it is the ones that spontaneously combust within us...
and burn us to the ground,
leaving only the ashes with which to rebuild..
ah yes....
it is those loves that will live inside us forever....

Posted by paisley at 9:44 AM

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MISSION :

i believe each of us has a piece that we feel so intimately about that it needs to be shared.
i am hoping this will become a depository of sorts, for just that kind of work......

you may email me your submissions at whypaisley@gmail.com

all submissions will be posted in this blog exactly as received, i will not edit your work.

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all artwork, and, or photography here in contained, i procured from google image searches. whereas, i have not used anything that i know to be copywrited, or otherwise "owned", please feel free to inform me if i have used your work without proper credit or permission.