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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Paper Cuts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stand and look at this uniform in discust <br>paper cuts. Paper cuts. Can you see my paper cut? <br>Soon. Soon this uniform will touch my open skin.<br>I go to sleep but suddenly I awake to the morning, <br>in this trench I hear the sound of guns, the rain is falling, <br>like myself, <br>my uniform is discovering blood from and because of my guts, <br>you thought a poets biggest pain was a paper cut? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You never knew that I knew pain <br>don't you know that I know pain all too well <br>well, I know it well like the devil knows hell <br>well, like a drug dealer who knows how to sell <br>like a life sentence inside a cell, <br>you cant touch the pain I feel the pain I felt. <br>Quiker than the bullit the word spreads <br>so take your shot make sure you dont waste it <br>bullit to bone word to mouth I can taste it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You aim towards no mans land, you stand behind the barb wire <br>you are the boss and the bullits are your emplyees that you must fire <br>you are a soldier a soldier that holds great desire <br>this war is one big debit card that will one day expire <br>although there isnt a date, I can see a gate. I can see you. <br>I can see you being led astray by propaganda <br>you are talking but I can not understand ya. I can see you. <br>I can see you firing your final round. <br>I can see that movie moment the one with slow motion and no sound. <br>I can see you from here. Up here, up high in the sky, down on the ground. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can see you. You are sat with me in the mud. You speak. <br>Your eyes shut, <br>they open like the notepad but the words open up a much deeper cut. <br>I look. I see. I look at your uniform, I see your guts, <br>I see your blood. <br>We sit here with open eyes, the amminition flies through the sky. <br>Paper cuts. Paper cuts. I sit still as you stand on the front line, <br>I close my eyes as I realize the blood on your uniform, was infact mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Daniel+McCann">Daniel McCann</a><div class=q>
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paper cuts. Paper cuts. Can you see my paper cut? 
Soon. Soon this uniform will touch my open skin.
I go to sleep but suddenly I awake to the morning, 
in this trench I hear the sound of guns, the rain ..."></div>
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