53 Quotes About Dorothea-lasky

I never noticed anything but you But you but youSo that I couldn't sleep

I will fill the poems with great pain

He has a box of things that are separate and strangeI think when he looks this way and thatThat he is making a play for meI think in so many ways he does it all for me

Endless suffering and circle

Why? Because a demon is after me And he she it has beenSince the day I was born

I wrapped myself in leaden sheetsAnd sank deep into my own infernal ocean

There are things you want to say but don'tThere are things I want to say but I already said themA year ago or two or five, when we first metThere were times I thought you knew I loved youYou never knewWe never wereI diedYou diedThat's it

Because poetry reminds youThat there is no dignityIn livingYou just muddle through and for what

But death is the ultimate blissfulnessTo be a candy or a corpseThe world holds you on its tongueAnd no one can save you