❝The bad things in life open your eyes to the good things you weren't paying attention to before."❞

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Thursday, July 24, 2008
The Taxi by Amy Lowell.
When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. I call out for you against the jutted stars And shout into the ridges of the wind. Streets coming fast, One after the other, Wedge you away from me, And the lamps of the city prick my eyes So that I can no longer see you face. Why should I leave you, To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?An email from xy, find it beautiful. Love the poem. Love the heartbreak.
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