{"id":332,"date":"2004-05-20T14:02:03","date_gmt":"2004-05-20T13:02:03","guid":{"rendered":"\/?p=332"},"modified":"2004-05-20T14:02:03","modified_gmt":"2004-05-20T13:02:03","slug":"emface-awayem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/2004\/05\/20\/emface-awayem\/","title":{"rendered":"<em>face away<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/images\/pale.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"pale\" \/><\/p>\n<p><em>if we were looking back what we&rsquo;re thinking would lose its focus we&rsquo;re pale, we&rsquo;re<br \/>\nunchained, like they say you were<br \/>\nthe door i was the lock &#038; nothing opened to our fingers but the dots aren&rsquo;t connected anymore we&rsquo;re pale, we&rsquo;re<br \/>\nunchanged, your kisses betray me<br \/>\ni see through our brains when you give it away, we&rsquo;re forgetting us while you run to nowhere your smile like a shield hoping that everyone will love you,<br \/>\nadore you but where are we now ? pretty one pretty one, you&rsquo;re pale, you&rsquo;re<br \/>\ninvisible to me now, if you stand still long enough you might become someone<br \/>\ndon&rsquo;t cry now nobody saw where we were nobody knows where we&rsquo;re going don&rsquo;t cry now &#038; you can leave yourself in the queue of your busy days like<br \/>\nyou don&rsquo;t need space me i need space &#038; i want a place i&rsquo;m<br \/>\npale, i&rsquo;m uncertain i need to tell you i can&rsquo;t remember your scent i can&rsquo;t remember your hands i&rsquo;d try to see you tonight i&rsquo;d<br \/>\nkeep my mind attached to your smile &#038; your eyes &#038; pretty face you&rsquo;re pale, you&rsquo;re<br \/>\nno one. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>if we were looking back what we&rsquo;re thinking would lose its focus we&rsquo;re pale, we&rsquo;re unchained, like they say you were the door i was the lock &#038; nothing opened to our fingers but the dots aren&rsquo;t connected anymore we&rsquo;re pale, we&rsquo;re unchanged, your kisses betray me i see through our brains when you give [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-332","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-on-pause"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/332","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=332"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/332\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=332"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=332"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/julietterobert.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=332"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}