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I am murdering me, where I kneeled at your kiss.
I am pushing knives through the hands
that created two into one.
Our hands do not bleed at this,
they lie still in their dishonor.

— Anne Sexton

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More quotes by Anne Sexton

You said the anger would come back
just as the love did.

Love Poems (1969)

To love another is something
like prayer and it can't be planned, you just fall
into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.

The Complete Poems (1981)

Dearest,
although everything has happened,
nothing has happened.

All My Pretty Ones (1962)

I imitate
a memory of belief
that I do not own.

To Bedlam and Part Way Back (1960)

We are all writing God's poem.

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