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![]() Jewel, one of the celebrity contestants on the new season of Dancing with the Stars, has been recently diagnosed with tendonitis. The 34-year-old country singer has been feeling discomfort in her knee for a while before her husband, Ty Murray, who is also competing in the ABC series, recommended her to see a doctor who made the final diagnosis. I guess I really over did it on the rehearsal front! Jewel wrote on her blog.It was just so fun to dance eight hours a day especially considering I only had three weeks to cram not only for my first dance - cha cha, but to learn the fundamentals of about six other dances that I will have to know.If her knee injury doesn't heal soon, Jewel could miss her chance on Dancing with the Stars, which returns with its eighth season on March 9.But if everything goes well, she and Murray will be the first husband and wife to go head-to-head on the dance floor, competing alongside Access Hollywood host Nancy O'Dell, Jackass star Steve-O and Olympic gymnast Shawn Johnson. It's mainly my left knee, and I can't believe I hurt it so badly. Ty warned me I was overdoing it and now he got a big ol' I told you so' in, she wrote.Hopefully these steroids will really do the trick and I can keep bad flare ups at a bay in the future.In the mean time, Jewel is resting and gathering her strength. She's also determined to continue her stint on Dancing with the Stars.I am dedicated to getting better and showing the judges and America that I can cha cha with the best of them. Don't count me out, as I am in this for the long run, she told Us Weekly. ![]() ![]() |
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Fri 04/03/09 01:59 AM
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![]() Excerpt from a "Night Without Armor" {SUN BATHING} I read a book and the man thinks.I can not see the wrinkled posture of his son as he is nudged.He thinks I can not sense four eyes upon my flesh as the father tries to bond with his teenage boy by ogling my breasts.SOMETIMES I WANT TO RUN.Sometimes I want to run until my thoughts can't catch up.Until my flesh falls away like soiled linen so I can't scratch and itch and rattle anymore.I want to run so fast my feet forget to be heavy.So objects don't seem so stubborn.So I can remember how to move them like magic. ![]() ![]() |
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Fri 04/03/09 02:16 AM
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![]() Excerpt from a "Night Without Armor" {LIKE I USED TO DO} Turn pillows to whispers and doubt to something less vain.WE TALK.We talk slowly about nothing about movies we stick to surface streets and find no meaning in cafe windows no substance in hotel rooms.I used to unwrap you! tender layers unfolding like eager gold but now we are cool and recount our daily bores as though the sum of our uses equaled something (more)substantial while softer things shrivel and dry roots go unfed strangled by the phone line and all that is not said. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Fri 04/03/09 02:43 AM
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![]() ~Lyrics from Grey Matter~ I hate you, I love you Leave, please don't go away Can't decide if I like your face Or if I wish it would stray You're a child but you're malicious You're sweet but don't remember my name And heads you win and tails I'm lost And love equals pain I am drifting without an anchor Through your ambigous region A strange continent immune to all reason And I'm flattered by your grey matter Inside my skin, I feel your tongue Telling me I'm dirty and licking my bones A surge against silence, a knife across a plate Makes the sound of need on hate I am drifting without an anchor Through your ambigous region A strange continent immune to all reason And I'm flattered by your grey matter And I do not understand why a woman can't just love a man You're amusing you're a real cool show With your meat hooks and barbed wire carnival You got glitter in your pocket You got mothballs in your soul From too many false teeth and greasy flash bulbs I am drifting without an anchor Through your ambigous region A strange continent immune to all reason And I'm flattered by your grey matter ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRYxCBBHh9I |
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![]() Excerpt from a "Night Without Armor" {CAMOUFLAGE} A gay man is sitting in a hotel lobby smoking a cigarette.He stomachs my breasts dutifully like spinach or lima beans or other things that make one sick because he fears the red-necks at the bar are on to him. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Again & Again (Live Acoustic "Stripped")http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGSNyBPPG_E
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Hands (Live Acoustic"Stripped"}http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFLPwv6b3lI
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Who Will Save Your Soul (Live Acoustic"Stripped")http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dawVmXN_Myg&feature=related
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Good Day (Live Acoustic "Stripped} http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kGmjHyD_aPg&feature=related
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Quiet Warrior{Music for our Mother Ocean 1996)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNtEWWuCMdI&feature=related
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![]() Excerpt from a "Night Without Armor {LOST} Lost is a puzzle of stars that breathes like water and chews like stone.Alone is a reminder of how far your acceptance is from understanding. |
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Dance Between Two Women http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocgbSvM10q4&feature=related
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If This Is What Love Is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjFYUKUlVOE&feature=related
![]() Excerpts from a "Night Without Armor Fear is a bird that believes itself into extinction. ![]() Desperation is the honest recognition of a false truth. ![]() Hope is seeing who you really are at your highest & is who you will become. ![]() Grace is the refinement of a Soul through time. ![]() |
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Summer Home In Your Arms http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfGY41kU88g&feature=related
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![]() If This Is What Love Is (very rare track) ![]() ![]() Somewhere between right and wrong is a love song Its tongue hits the target, but its phone number is always wrong It speaks through calluses of gentler things It speaks of kindness But I don't think you know what that word means Your love is a bitter seed that only the blind can see If this is what love is Then I guess there's no love song left in me Somewhere between right and wrong is reality Justice and shame speak foolishly of impractical things Your kisses are as kind as candles Your hands are as giving as stone Your mind as kind as Hitler's until night leaves you feeling alone Your love is something that must do but never be If this is what love is Then I guess there's no love song left in me I didn't mean to fall into darkness I just trip in the light Cause oh man it's hard to see that clearly and not put up a fight I knew then I was breaking up and just look at this trouble I'm in I need to realize This is how the unhappy half dies Somewhere between good and bad is every lie I've ever been told And it all comes down your good deeds don't count it's what cards you hold Well I'm tired of your grey laughter I am tired of your hungry eyes This love is so rotten it's starting to attract the flies Your love is a bitter blade made of jealousy it's made of ooh insecurity Your love is a bitter seed made of jealousy If this is what love is If this is what love is Then I guess there's no love song left in me ![]() ![]() |
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Foolish Games {Live 2008}http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnjH9t6n4Bk&feature=related
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Tue 04/07/09 06:03 AM
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![]() Excerpt from a "Night Without Armor {It Is Like A Dream[2]} I want to take you.I want to hold you sweaty and spent.Telling you everything--let the world fall into it's sleep!let these nations destroy them selves with swift roads and impartial vow.For we shall be spared!we shall be left standing with four eyes and four hands to face what's left of concrete and honey.The things you fear are undefeatable not by their nature but by your approach. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Tue 04/07/09 06:18 AM
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![]() Excerpt from a "Night Without Armor" {ROSARITA,MEXICO} These strange tongueless people with their large eyes and muddy sponges absorbing every detail of our white bodies.Our flesh an unfathomable dream of sex and cigarettes and other visions of America brought to their haveless little hands through the miracle of TV. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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I Do (Live from Atlanta,Ga.4/8/08)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPSarG2DvBw&feature=related
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Jesus Loves You (Live from the Craig Kilborn Show)
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