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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358505" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Doors You Can't See</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The strangest things about these doors.<br>When they're shut.<br>You can't say one thing more.<br>They're always carried around by those ones<br>That have seen lots of abuse? <br>For which... there really was no excuse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, when you love or care or are married<br>To one of those... that were forced to live there! <br>It's hard to prove.. that you really care....<br>Because when they perceive... or think something is not just right.<br>They back up, <br>Slamming those doors(bang) in your face, tight! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or when you see that blank face.<br>Here comes the door's.<br>And all you can do is stand there.. stare... <br>At the crying... helplessly... and more...<br>Waching... unable to do anything<br>As tears fall on the floor...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know it's perceived... the doors that you cannot see....<br>The doors shutting and slamming... in your face....<br>But... so is the battle with time... <br>With you winning that race... <br>Or that old statement.... <br>How they had egg on their face.... </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You can't actually see it.... <br>Yet...just like that door<br>It's.....really.. there..................</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clyde+Bryson">Clyde Bryson</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=358505" data-title="Doors You Can't See de Clyde Bryson" data-description="The strangest things about these doors. When they're shut. You can't say one thing more. They're always carried around by those ones That have seen lots of abuse? For which... there really was no excuse. Yet, when you love or care or are married..."></div> </div> </div>
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