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Edna St. Vincent Millay Heart, do not bruise the breast That sheltered you so long, beat quietly, strange guest. Or have I done you wrong To feed you life so fast? Why no, digest this food And thrive. You could outlast Discomfort if you would. You do not know for whom These tears drip through my hands. you thud in the bright room Darkly. This pain demands No action on your part, Who never saw that face. These eyes, that let him in, (Not you, my guiltless heart) These eyes, let them erase His image, blot him out With weeping, and go blind. Heart, do not stain my skin With bruises, go about Your simple function. Mind, Sleep now, do not intrude, And do not spy, be kind. Sweet blindness, now begin. |
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