<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Broken pattern</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We had never found ourselves here before; we never needed to walk out the door. The slamming door is followed by the silence of the night, <br>But in my mind still exists the loudness of the scary fight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I let myself fall for you, knowing it could not be, an end before the start, You knew it too, but never prevented me, a classic story of a broken heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I try to sleep the pain away, but it haunts me even that deep. I can hear my heart pray, as my tears drown me in my sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart deceives me again and will not take the blame, it's addicted to loss with no gain, it's a pattern, and it has always been the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not blinded by the sunshine anymore; their words of hope are not reaching me. I am searching for my lost core, intimidated of losing and losing eternally.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I start by counting every minute, hour, and day, if I am able. I celebrate any strength I have found. Outside everything is still and stable. But in me everything is spinning around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Missing you, the way I do is filling my heart with creases. Thinking of you, as often as I do is tearing my mind into pieces. Don't ask; you now know it all, every time I rise I must fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ayesha+Sartawi">Ayesha Sartawi</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350288" data-title="Broken pattern de Ayesha Sartawi" data-description="We had never found ourselves here before; we never needed to walk out the door. The slamming door is followed by the silence of the night, But in my mind still exists the loudness of the scary fight. I let myself fall for you, knowing it could n..."></div> </div> </div>

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