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Stronger Woman http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rT2YclCUe88&feature=related
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who will save your soul?
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Jewel talks about her first country track, "Perfectly Clear"
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I Do(Live on STN)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qV1NBQvyaw&feature=channel
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who will save your soul? ![]() [ur]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CW6QrCaRrmY&feature=related Yep! I remember this vid.I chuckle every time I watch it.J.Simpson really cracks me up as she tries to get down & gritty w/ Jewel. ![]() ![]() |
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Intuition(Live 2006)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtzmKOUr1gE&feature=related
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Somewhere Over The Rainbow (Live 2006)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rCr1M5_THms&feature=related
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Someday Soon(performed w/ G.Brooks"Live from the U.S.S.Enterprise"
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Excerpt from a"Night Without Armor"
![]() ![]() ![]() I have blonde hair.I pluck my eyebrows.I have my father's nose,my mother's hands.I have crooked teeth and green eyes.I play guitar.I used to get sick alot.I like the color of wine.I've cheated on boyfriends.I've owned a fake ID.But my hair is still blonde and my teeth are still crooked and I probably won't always like the color of wine.I have firm breasts.I have lips that always smile.I have veins that bleed.I laugh when I'm nervous.I feel the pain of others but cry for no reason.I like open flame.I've been selfish since a child.I'm from Alaska but hate the cold.I've cheated on diets.I've faked applications.But I still bleed and my lips still smile and my breasts won't always be firm.I have strong shoulders.I have olive skin.I have a Swiss face I borrowed from my grandmother.I have long nails on my right hand which break regularly.My little toe is strange.I write.I used to make wreaths from dandelions.I brush my hair before bed.I cheated on tests.I faked flirtatious French accents.But I still have gold skin and my nails still break and I probably won't always have strong shoulders and I may not always write.But maybe I'll start making wreaths from dandelions again. ![]() |
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Sun 03/29/09 08:48 AM
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Excerpt from a"Night Without Armor
![]() ![]() I don't know how to do anything.I am trying to move mountains with words.But I am an ant.I scribble.I drool.I move like a worm whose world(words)encompassed a mile.How do I rise above?Where will this worm find wings?I look in the mirror and I see filth.Who is that?Where did the Angel go?Why is there dirt staring back at me?Why is the soil of incompetence beneath my nails?Why does doubt paint blue rings beneath my eyes and stain my skin?Why does my spine assume failure?Why do my lips flirt with the sky?Why do I try to lasso beauty with such a pitiful rope?Where is the hair of Rapunzel or Samson?Where is my sling?Where is my stone,my gun?Where is the weapon with which I may fight this apathy that feels like sleep in my limbs that loosens my brother's smile that kills my neighbor's daughter?This pen is scrawny and hardly seems able to ink out or erase this plague that infests my Generation.This Giant, This Ogre This Beast, This Death that assumes a million faces,that borrows my own. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Who Will Save Your Soul(Live 2006)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IDn42B_t5A0&feature=PlayList&p=8491485FB35A0E60&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=27
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Mon 03/30/09 04:14 AM
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Good Day(live)on The Late Show with Craig Ferguson,July 6,2006
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-067Zn4Y1Q&feature=PlayList&p=6D4BCDEA8D4B5588&index=0&playnext=1 ![]() Excerpt from "A Night Without Armor" {LEAVING LAS VEGAS} Bill,Butch and Bart swapping penis size in the front seat while Thelma, Theisel and Lou Lou up there bouffant hairdos and secretly go where blue eyeshadow has never gone before. |
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Stand(live)at an awards show.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dPGfbetia8A&feature=PlayList&p=6D4BCDEA8D4B5588&index=1&playnext=2&playnext_from=PL
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Mon 03/30/09 04:38 AM
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Who Will Save Your Soul(Nov.2006)at the Providence Performing Arts Center,RI.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nV1JU1I7dr8&feature=PlayList&p=6D4BCDEA8D4B5588&index=2&playnext=3&playnext_from=PL
![]() Excerpt from"A Night Without Armor" {CRITICISM} The savages are upon me and I feel my flesh burn beneath the teeth of their indifference. ![]() ![]() |
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![]() Excerpt from"A Night Without Armor" (untitled) I saw a woman whose teeth were straight like white picket fences until she looked at her husband--Then they looked like shattered windows. |
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Mon 03/30/09 05:06 AM
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Excerpt from"A Night Without Armor"{UPON MOVING INTO MY VAN}
![]() Joy.Pure Joy.I am what I always wanted to grow up and be.Things are becoming more of a dream with each waking day.The heavy brows of daily life are becoming encrusted with glitter and the shaking finger of consequence is beginning to giggle.Grumpy old men have wings.Bums sport halos and everyday dullness has begun to breathe as I remember the incredible lightness of living. ![]() ![]() |
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Carnivore http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XFOd7GUt3g
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![]() Excerpt from"A Night Without Armor"(untitled) There is a pretty girl on the face of the magazine.And all I see is my dirty hands turning the page. Excerpt from"A Night Without Armor"(untitled) Little breasts attached to skinny ribs and hungry bellies,determined legs;persuasive sing careful hands she stands a greater threat to herself than the cigarette she consumes.Women who suck their cigarettes as though they were giving their hatred head. |
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![]() Excerpt from "A Night Without Armor" {THE BONY RIBS OF ADAM} I left the bony ribs of Adam for the fruit or my own personal desire. It's scent still heavy upon my flesh my absence still thorn to his side.But now how my belly hollows and aches. Excerpt from "A Night Without Armor" {Craving Seeds} Craving kisses but outside the road hisses and I find myself packing girlishness in an old leather bag.Love stepping lightly away from the door. |
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Have A Little Faith In Me http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Jg0YzoTMaI&feature=related
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