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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=338761" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>(Angry Poem) Angry Are Your Children Of Forgotten Memories</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angry are the children of your forgotten memories. <br>Needs become greed. <br>To succeed you must move past what has became another loss. <br>Hypnotic is a pipe dream<br> in which your will is fact.<br>It's a written contract.<br>Be there when it counts most. <br>So close<br>Yet so far away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angry are the children of your forgotten memories. <br>What have you created<br> what have you instigated. <br>With a sickle in your hand<br> you swing at me. <br>Full force<br> full impact<br> lack of discretion<br> another life lesson.<br>Trust no one you don't really know.<br>Unless your ready to let go. <br>Being released from it all. <br>A hunters knife cuts the rope. <br>A hammer smashes the chains. <br>Nothing is ever in vain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angry are the children of your forgotten memories.<br>A cut so clean. <br>The wound that continuously bleeds. <br>No matter pressure put on it. <br>My leukemia destroys all immunities. <br>Metaphorically speaking<br> metaphorically preaching.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angry are the children of your forgotten memories. <br>Destiny does not wait or ask you how you want it.<br>It just goes<br> flows threw all our veins.<br>Even with the the greatest change.<br>We still are powerless over it. <br>We continuously fight it<br> deny it<br> but only a fool can not see whats right in front of them.<br>It is what we have become right or wrong<br>It's who we are. <br>As much as we choose it.<br>We still have no control over it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angry are the children of your forgotten memories. <br>You say this is it, <br> then must have always been it.<br>From the beginning. <br>It's written in invisible ink. <br>Some fortunes can't be told<br>They have to be lived. <br>One day I'll understand what the draw was<br> but at this time <br> It's nothing but angry are the children of your forgotten memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ace+Of+Black+Hearts">Ace Of Black Hearts</a><div class=q>
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Needs become greed. 
To succeed you must move past what has became another loss. 
Hypnotic is a pipe dream
 in which your will is fact.
It's a written contract.
Be there when it counts most. 
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