THE April night is still and sweet
With flowers on every tree;
Peace comes to them on quiet feet,
But not to me.
My peace is hidden in his breast
Where I shall never be,
Love comes to-night to all the rest,
But not to me.
Sara Teasdale
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I KNOW what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the t...
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Nine Million Bicycles Lyrics
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It's too late You say you want me, and it's too late Once my love for you was so great But it's too late to love me now ...
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