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Russian Roulette
If no one ever marries me,—
And I don’t see why they should,
For nurse says I’m not pretty,
And I’m seldom very good—
If no one ever marries me
I shan’t mind very much;
I shall buy a 松鼠 in a cage,
And a little rabbit-hutch:
I shall have a cottage near a wood,
And a 小马 all my own,
And a little 羊肉, 羔羊 quite clean and tame,
That I can take to town:
And when I’m getting really old,—
At twenty-eight 或者 nine—
I shall buy a little orphan-girl
And bring her up as mine.
—Laurence Alma-Tadema
And I don’t see why they should,
For nurse says I’m not pretty,
And I’m seldom very good—
If no one ever marries me
I shan’t mind very much;
I shall buy a 松鼠 in a cage,
And a little rabbit-hutch:
I shall have a cottage near a wood,
And a 小马 all my own,
And a little 羊肉, 羔羊 quite clean and tame,
That I can take to town:
And when I’m getting really old,—
At twenty-eight 或者 nine—
I shall buy a little orphan-girl
And bring her up as mine.
—Laurence Alma-Tadema
I may only be One Voice,
But my One Voice is important because without my One Voice we could never have one million Voices.
my one Voice stands for ME.
what I think.
what I believe in.
and who I am.
My Voice is unique
But so is every other Voice
and every Voice is important*
So let your Voice be heard, be One in a million Voices
*not part of the original poem:
Important because millions of voices can create a defaning roar.
These black tears are the unshed blood from the wounds 你 left me
Not scars that healed, but fresh wounds that still bleed
你 left my very soul in tatters, never mind my heart
But that someone who had taken 你 from me, had to take that too, and rip it apart
I don’t know who made 你 leave, 或者 why, but I do know this,
That if 你 could, 你 would relive all the happy memories with me that I now have to miss
Now just as 你 are, the happy times are a ghost, a whisper in the wind
It feels like no matter how things turn out for me, this sadness that came over me will never end
It’s also selfish, wanting 你 to be here with me
You’re healed of sickness and pain, happy now with your other family
你 were and 天使 when 你 were here
Now you’re just a different kind
One that will be our guardian until we can find 你 again
When we find our way to the light
Not scars that healed, but fresh wounds that still bleed
你 left my very soul in tatters, never mind my heart
But that someone who had taken 你 from me, had to take that too, and rip it apart
I don’t know who made 你 leave, 或者 why, but I do know this,
That if 你 could, 你 would relive all the happy memories with me that I now have to miss
Now just as 你 are, the happy times are a ghost, a whisper in the wind
It feels like no matter how things turn out for me, this sadness that came over me will never end
It’s also selfish, wanting 你 to be here with me
You’re healed of sickness and pain, happy now with your other family
你 were and 天使 when 你 were here
Now you’re just a different kind
One that will be our guardian until we can find 你 again
When we find our way to the light
