Burn my paper heart
And blow it’s dust to the wind;
Watch it become a part of
Everything
And nothing,
In the way that everything
Becomes nothing
In the end.
Feminist, Writer, Cult Classic
Burn my paper heart
And blow it’s dust to the wind;
Watch it become a part of
Everything
And nothing,
In the way that everything
Becomes nothing
In the end.
Love it: links right back to the Spanish metaphysicals of the 17th Century … very good.
thank you:D!
Everything is just what we make it and it’s all nothing…excellent poem, as always.
thank you:)