And the poem I think is only your voice speaking. - "Virginia Woolf"

And the poem I think is only your voice speaking.
Virginia Woolf

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For this moment this one moment we are together. I press you to me. Come pain feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob I sob.
- Virginia Woolf
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Alone I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body.
- Virginia Woolf