<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393470" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Don't say he loves me as before...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't say he loves me as before, <br>That, as before, he treasures me... <br>no! He callously destroys my life, <br>Although I see the knife shake in his hand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In anger, weeping, yearning, indignation, <br>Obsessed and wounded in my soul, <br>I have no life - I struggle...for him alone I live - <br>But what a life!.. O, what a bitter life it is!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How stingily he measures out the air for me... <br>Less generous than to a mortal foe... <br>Oh, drawing breath is difficult and painful, <br>I can still breathe, but I can live no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Fyodor+Ivanovich+Tyutchev">Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev</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=393470" data-title="Don't say he loves me as before... de Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev" data-description="Don't say he loves me as before, That, as before, he treasures me... no! He callously destroys my life, Although I see the knife shake in his hand. In anger, weeping, yearning, indignation, Obsessed and wounded in my soul, I have no life - ..."></div> </div> </div>

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