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The Trusting Heart
(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

The Trusting Heart

Poem By Dorothy Parker

Oh, I'd been better dying,
Oh, I was slow and sad;
A fool I was, a-crying
About a cruel lad!

But there was one that found me,
That wept to see me weep,
And had his arm around me,
And gave me words to keep.

And I'd be better dying,
And I am slow and sad;
A fool I am, a-crying
About a tender lad!

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Short and sweet..beautiful
Short and precise. Really telling!
Heart that doesn't burst when in thirst for most needed love in thrusting heart, never knows what humanity is. Excellent thinking. X
Hear that doesn't burst when in thirst for most needed love in thrusting heart, never knows what humanity is. Excellent thinking. X
Love hurts that is for sure. Lovely poem!


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