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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Round Table</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was told killing people was a wrong<br>thing to do<br>He got angry one day and killed<br>someone<br>The people killed him to teach him a<br>lesson<br>That killing people was a terrible thing to<br>do.<br>She loved a man with all her heart<br>He was married to a woman after his<br>heart<br>She stole his heart and broke her heart<br>Years had walked, she owned his heart<br>He met a girl whom he loved and gave<br>his heart<br>She sobbed & wondered why people<br>took what belonged to another.<br>I know I did wrong, but hey I'm human<br>Flesh and blood, bad as they come<br>Lord forgive me, and ignite thy amnesia<br>She cheated on me with my best friend<br>Yeah, I'll forgive someday but will never<br>forget.<br>He searched for joy but never found it<br>He found the bottom of every bottle<br>And the thrill in the fusion of his fist and<br>face of his wife<br>The son crying, watches, never wants to<br>be dad-like<br>The man is formed with a tempering<br>temper<br>She nags at him, he becomes his dad.<br>The president's dumb, who put him<br>there? <br>Just give me a chance, I'll realign the<br>stars<br>They all are thieves who lead us blind<br>A shooting star grants you your wish<br>'Good morning Mr. President', they<br>greeted, you grinned<br>Barely a year, your hair is gray and your<br>body frayed<br>The mouths that cheered, the same that<br>jeer.<br>I don't have anything, no not a thing<br>Just my health, my family, my friends, <br>my life<br>Life you've not been fair<br>I want a car, a house, a babe, or babes<br>I want money, fame, respect, the all of it<br>Sell my car, my house, the cancer's<br>thriving<br>For the first time in all my life<br>I finally noticed the beauty of a budding<br>rose and the setting sun.<br>The past behind it troubles me<br>The future unseen it worries me<br>The present I have I open not<br>The future is here and all of a sudden<br>The moments of those presents unravel<br>before my mind<br>How happy I was and didn't know it<br>How good I had it but was staring into<br>the future for better<br>The future is present and I open it not<br>Stuck in that present which now is past<br>Looking for the future that is coming<br>And in the end, never ever living.</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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