Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399245" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She looked for all pills</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looked for all pills<br>that she could get hold of, <br>in a hurry <br>arranged them <br>on the cabinet next to the bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perplexed from crying<br>counted the pills<br>and half ironically<br>tried to arrange them in a kind of order<br>while she tried<br>to lay her life down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She almost choked<br>from the first mouth full<br>and chewed the pills like Smarties<br>and it tasted almost vomit arousing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were Syndol, Tegratol, Prozak, <br>Sleep Eeze and who knows what<br>that she took hands full of<br>and drank down with brandy<br>to try and forget <br>the jamming pain<br>and how pathetic<br>she had become in her own eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For long moments she stared<br>and looked at her own life, <br>at dreams that were smashed<br>to pieces<br>and like a record<br>that jams<br>she played messages on her cellular phone<br>over and over again, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but suddenly she became unstoppable nauseas<br>and vomited right over the bed<br>until she was empty<br>tasting gall<br>and cried out <br>and the stench<br>rose in her nose<br>and she took all the sheets<br>to the washing machine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</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=399245" data-title="She looked for all pills de Gert Strydom" data-description="She looked for all pills
that she could get hold of, 
in a hurry 
arranged them 
on the cabinet next to the bed.

Perplexed from crying
counted the pills
and half ironically
tried to arrange them in a kind of order
while she tried
to lay her life ..."></div>
</div>
</div>