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  • Other Poetry Re: Despair

    I hate them For solidifying my invisibility Creating an open barrier of despair upon my life The ignorance The shame Why can't I be accepted Never happy Comments that never ...

    Nov 9, 2008


I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights