Because I could not stop for Death--
He kindly stopped for me--
The Carriage held but just Ourselves--
And Immortality.We slowly drove--He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility--We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess--in the Ring--
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain--
We passed the Setting Sun--Or rather--He passed us--
The Dews drew quivering and chill--
For only Gossamer, my Gown--
My Tippet--only Tulle--We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground--
The Roof was scarcely visible--
The Cornice--in the Ground--Since then--'tis Centuries--and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity--~ Emily Dickinson
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FanfictionCURRENTLY UNDER MAJOR EDITING Careless. Crazy. Loyal. Lydia Cullen. The golden-eyed vampire with too much hate in her heart - she manages to maintain a calm exterior while fight...