No longer me
Oh how wretched the man without God.Gazing upon an empty heaven from an empty heart.
How sad.
How mad.
How alone.
No longer me
Oh how wretched the man without God.If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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The Drum | 0 | 12/10/2011 |
The Promise | 2 | 12/09/2011 |
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