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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hard Stuff</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bringing past friends into the present.<br>A separation in the place and time.<br>A collage so scattered, I really need to bring them back together.<br>Pieces of me are getting tinier.<br>It's as if they never existed.<br>All in my head, <br>In crazy town unknown and unheard of.<br>It never really happen.<br>Tricks of the mind.<br>An illusion built to justify.<br>A raising of skies as if they weren't high enough.<br>A pillow with not enough fluff.<br>Not either soft or gentle, but instead quite rough.<br>A kind of firmness.<br>A solidness that can hurt if fallen down onto to hard.<br>And I hit it exponentially.<br>As if I was traveling at the speed of light.<br>It brought pain upon every inch of my body.<br>As if I was falling into a pit with trillion of spikes.<br>All because of event surrounding all this hate.<br>A faulty fault.<br>And every time I think about it I want to both cry and laugh.<br>It's not true, It's joke without any farther a do.<br>If I can believe that than maybe I can mend a broken trend.<br>We were thick thieves back then.<br>A now we barely talk.<br>A silence has torn us apart.<br>But I still hear the whispers of you defending me from the taunts.<br>Yes they do still haunt.<br>Even after so long.<br>Even with you being gone.<br>I remember it all as if it was yesterday.<br>A play being acted out over and over again.<br>And as hard as I try to be at peace.<br>I know I never will.<br>I can't even separate what is fantasy from what is real.</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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A separation in the place and time.
A collage so scattered, I really need to bring them back together.
Pieces of me are getting tinier.
It's as if they never existed.
All in my head, 
In crazy town unknown a..."></div>
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