Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"
This night has opened my eyes,
And I will never sleep again
This life feels worthless
And today I'm lower than the dirt... today I break..
"I have no will to weep or sing,
No least desire to pray or curse;
The loss of love is a terrible thing;
They lie who say that death is worse."
- Countee Cullen
You sit and watch me choke But somehow I’m still needing you.
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