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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345406" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Killing The Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the love killer,<br>I am murdering the music we thought so special,<br>that blazed between us, over and over.<br>I am murdering me, where I kneeled at your kiss.<br>I am pushing knives through the hands<br>that created two into one.<br>Our hands do not bleed at this,<br>they lie still in their dishonor.<br>I am taking the boats of our beds<br>and swamping them, letting them cough on the sea<br>and choke on it and go down into nothing.<br>I am stuffing your mouth with your<br>promises and watching<br>you vomit them out upon my face.<br>The Camp we directed?<br>I have gassed the campers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now I am alone with the dead,<br>flying off bridges,<br>hurling myself like a beer can into the wastebasket.<br>I am flying like a single red rose,<br>leaving a jet stream<br>of solitude<br>and yet I feel nothing,<br>though I fly and hurl,<br>my insides are empty<br>and my face is as blank as a wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I call the funeral director?<br>He could put our two bodies into one pink casket,<br>those bodies from before,<br>and someone might send flowers,<br>and someone might come to mourn<br>and it would be in the obits,<br>and people would know that something died,<br>is no more, speaks no more, won't even<br>drive a car again and all of that.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When a life is over,<br>the one you were living for,<br>where do you go?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'll work nights.<br>I'll dance in the city.<br>I'll wear red for a burning.<br>I'll look at the Charles very carefully,<br>wearing its long legs of neon.<br>And the cars will go by.<br>The cars will go by.<br>And there'll be no scream<br>from the lady in the red dress<br>dancing on her own Ellis Island,<br>who turns in circles,<br>dancing alone<br>as the cars go by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Sexton">Anne Sexton</a><div class=q>
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I am murdering the music we thought so special,
that blazed between us, over and over.
I am murdering me, where I kneeled at your kiss.
I am pushing knives through the hands
that created two into one.
Our hands do not bleed a..."></div>
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