My mood


Mad Girl’s Love SongSylvia Plath 
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead,

I lift my lids and all is born again,

(I think I made you up inside my head),
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,

And arbitrary blackness gallops in,

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead,
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed,

And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane,

(I think I made you up inside my head),
God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade,

Exit seraphim and Satan’s men,

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead,
I fancied you’d return the way you said,

But I grow old and I forget your name,

(I think I made you up inside my head),
I should have loved a thunderbird instead,

At least when spring comes they roar back again,

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead,

(I think I made you up inside my head),

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