infatuation
plays out in sorrow and pain
what was once is not
love not based in the soul fades
till life is not worth living
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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:
Heart-breaking and beautiful poem
Sad but true words Melanie...the last line is devastating.
true, well put.
sad but true, this...
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