Mad Girl's Love Song
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Konkurs:
Love Poetry
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Złożone przez:
Vasco
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Author:
Sylvia Plath
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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell?s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan?s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you?d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
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I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
