My Own Poem by Dorothy Parker
My Own
Rating: ★2.9
Then let them point my every tear,
And let them mock and moan;
Another week, another year,
And I'll be with my own
Who slumber now by night and day
In fields of level brown;
Whose hearts within their breasts were clay
Before they laid them down.
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5/4/2024 12:19:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very touchable and romantic, too!