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Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Submitted by joannaxue. 

aseaofquotes:

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Submitted by joannaxue

Mourning’s Dawn

deeptumbling:

Odd—
So odd to think how
I shall miss
A tender, brushing kiss
From lips
I have never felt;
A truth
I had never
Dared to hope
Was true;
An image of you,
Beloved, from a dream
That, awakened to
A sunless dawn,
I shall never view.