Sara Teasdale - Alone



I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I take and give
In spite of all your tenderness,
Sometimes I am not glad to live.
I am alone, as though I stood
On the highest peak of the tired gray world,
About me only swirling snow,
Above me, endless space unfurled;
With earth hidden and heaven hidden,
And only my own spirit's pride
To keep me from the peace of those
Who are not lonely, having died.
Postato da Ospite Sab, 20/10/2018 - 21:52
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anna gül    Dom, 21/10/2018 - 15:14

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