Goodbye, My Dear

Lean back and let the words run down your face

The old high way of love
Just because it perished
Shall I compare thee
Nothing like the sun
Will never wholly kiss you

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall.

I think I made you up inside my head.

[to be clear: I only wrote the first line of this. The other lines are from Yeats, Millay, Shakespeare, Shakespeare, Cummings, Frost, and Plath]

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