My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.
Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
Not only does one drink champagne, but one inhales it, one looks at it, one swallows it ...And one drinks it.
All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
She long ago accepted the fact that happiness is like, swallows in spring. It may come and nest under your eaves or it may not. You cannot command it.
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