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I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.

Sylvia Plath

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
SYLVIA PLATH

Poetry Voice Writing
Wear your heart on your skin in this life.
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Heart Life One Liner Skin Tattoo Wear
Opinions are like orgasms, mine matters most and I really don’t care if you have one.
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Care Matter Opinion Orgasms
The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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Broken Heart Depression Pain Sad Silence
I knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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Again Decision Healing
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
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Friendship Humour Old
I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week.
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Broken Heart Cry Depression Pain Sad
I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life.
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Expression Life Translation Urge Want Writing
Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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Death Future
I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.
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Hard Learning Life Love
The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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Growth heavy Kiss
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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Inadequate Trouble
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out.
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Afraid Criticize Experience Glory Inspirational Myself Numb Pain Shut Taste Want
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
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Age Education Fade Feminism Horrible Ideas Indifference
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, This is what it is to be happy.
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Air Feeling Happiness Mountain People Tree
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
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Experience Feeling Life Live Mental Physical Possible Shade Variation

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.

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I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.

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