some poets write for loves loss
some for a moment of beauty
great poets burn the brightest
writing in a fury before their
light ends...fading in an empty bottle
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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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2 comments:
I like this one, too. I agree!
true, well put.
:)
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