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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417429" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Book And Its Cover</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sitting alone on a bench in the park<br>I gleaned and deemed and seemed<br>To be a pretty fine woman<br>To all who streamed and deemed and<br>seemed<br>To have a better plot in life than I<br>Who but yet in turn thought my life<br>Was by far a parade everyday<br>A charade, a play, a beautiful display<br>Oh, how wrong they were<br>Oh, how wrong I'd be in a sphere<br>I watched, I leaned and judged<br>With music in my ear and shaded eyes<br>The man there he beamed<br>A suit and tie, a noble steed indeed<br>Suddenly my music stopped, unstopped<br>by me<br>My ears sharp and inward iris focused<br>Listening to the whisperings of a silent<br>stream<br>I heard all I had heard but never listened<br>to<br>In a heart that walked past<br>Her smiles were like a bloom in spring<br>She seemed full of life and<br>spontaneously<br>Did all she loved and simultaneously<br>Succeeded in all she did<br>But I could hear her heart beating in sad<br>motions<br>As she wondered why she always failed<br>And why Cupid in her case had ditched<br>his bow for a gun<br>My suit and tie noble steed<br>Handsome as they come, sure to make<br>hearts bleed<br>Mr irresistible he seemed and beamed<br>His hands trembled, 'I need my fix'<br>This life is deep, I can't swim, I need to<br>fly<br>He dreamed and waited for his dealer<br>She sat a bench away<br>With a face with no smile to feign<br>That fought with a flint for who was<br>harder<br>She caught me staring like a fool earlier<br>And with her eyes put me in my place<br>What a mean being she must be I'd<br>thought earlier<br>A roughened road, a rope's ending<br>All I heard was silence, all I saw was<br>darkness<br>A nervous breakdown, a quiet mind<br>There was no one inside<br>Everyone strolled and sat with a<br>common thought<br>'My problem's bigger, I couldn't care less<br>about you'<br>I sat there still, then saw myself<br>All who streamed by deemed me better<br>'Her light shines brighter than mine'<br>they fumed<br>The passion I injected in the earth's vein<br>Grows and grows and it announces my<br>name<br>The cap I wear, it's heavy<br>Yet some that see it turn green with<br>envy<br>Passion knows not passion in me<br>That burns my soul and flames my heart<br>Yet my heart looks like a punching bag<br>Since Cupid ditched his bow for gloves<br>If you ask me this, I'll deny it so<br>But all you see, is not what you see<br>If ever you choose indeed to open<br>Your eyes, your ears and heart indeed<br>And you somehow happen to be<br>Sitting on that bench like me<br>Or a judge's seat with ease<br>Judge easy, I plead, for every face you<br>see<br>Is a book you haven't read<br>But yet seem to know all about.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jenim+Dibie">Jenim Dibie</a><div class=q>
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I gleaned and deemed and seemed
To be a pretty fine woman
To all who streamed and deemed and
seemed
To have a better plot in life than I
Who but yet in turn thought my life
Was by far a parade everyday
A charad..."></div>
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