shackles bind me to this earth
wrapping tightly around my body
my soul,my heart in a crown of thorns
locking away my very thoughts
I bleed my sins with remorse
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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4 comments:
earth may have that power...!
It does my friend. We are all bound to this earth. Thanks for stopping by.
Melanie
Simple yet speaks volumes.
Lisa
InspiredbyLisa
Beautiful words that interesting thoughts.
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