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Sylvia Plath Quote - Tomorrow is another day toward death.

Tomorrow is another day toward death.

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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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Bone Curse Love
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
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Close Danger Deep Finding Ourselves Want
The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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Abstract Concrete Kill One Liner Save
Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.
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Beauty Coincidence Combination Fairy Tale Hurt Life Shock Togetherness
If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
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Body Glass Stain Tattoo Temple Window
It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
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Depression Safe Touch World
I am dead to them, even though I once flowered.
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Broken Heart Dead Flower Relationship
Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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Death Future
I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
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Poetry Voice Writing
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
I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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Absolute Finding Fulfillemnt Myself Poem Writing
I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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Always Christmas Disappointment Feeling
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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Inadequate Trouble
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
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Friendship Humour Old
Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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Myself Steer
See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
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Contain Crack Darkness Leak Life
I am too pure for you or anyone.
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Feminism One Liner Pure Women Empowerment
The hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted and spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past.
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Fear Feminism Future Live Past Present Regret Rich Spoil
I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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Break Up Flesh Kill Slave Soul
Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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Art Broken Heart Depression Die Exceptional
Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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Depression Intoxicate Love Madness One Liner Sad
Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
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Comparison Immortal Tree
I felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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Cynical Feeling Hell Wise
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
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Cold Expectation Goodness Hard Time Kind Love Mood Time Understand
I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
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Fall Mood People Understand
I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
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Inspirational Rejection Show Slip Try
Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.
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Beat Beauty Broken Heart Come Back Defeat Home Sorrow Story

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