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how long will i feel,
    until all that is left is hurt.

how long will i hurt,
    until all that is left is to wait.

how long will i wait,
    until i become silent

how long will i be silent,
    until silence turns to tears.

how long will i weep,
    until the tears turn to blood.

how long will i bleed,
    until the blood runs dry.

how long will i heal.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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