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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Own
[time] => 2012-02-22 14:51:50
[hometext] => A Wuthering Heights poem about Cathy's thoughts toward Heathcliff in 3 different phases of her life. The 1st is before she met Edgar, the second is after she met Edgar, & the 3rd is after Heathcliff returned & she married Edgar.
[bodytext] => ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My own savage to hold, you're more of me than I My own existence would be gone were you to subside In that moment, I would lose myself, lose the reason to live You could not do such a thing to me, for it is not your soul to give -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My own gypsy to mold, you'll never command me so For it is only I who will decide how my life unfolds This gentleman from across the Moor could never take your place His tender touch can never make me forget your own embrace -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My own Heathcliff, I'm cold, and there's not much time left now Hold me near, while I'm still here; come, do not be too proud I've made mistakes, my heart did break, and I wish all could be undone But I love you now, like I loved you then; you'll always be the one... you've always been the one... you are my only one [comments] => 1 [counter] => 68 [topic] => 8 [informant] => SanctifyingSarah [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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