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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417447" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fog</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Groping. <br>It's day.<br>But it's night.<br>I'm on the floor.<br>My body aches.<br>Not really.<br>It's my heart that's broken.<br>And my mind that's split.<br>Why am I alone? .<br>Why am I here? .<br>It's brightly dark.<br>I feel it.<br>Can almost grasp it.<br>The darkness quietly growing inside of me.<br>The strange one on the corner frightens me.<br>But I like him.<br>'Do it', he says.<br>'Just do it'.<br>I drink from the floor.<br>I'm dead thirsty.<br>It's been a journey.<br>Where's everyone? .<br>Where did everyone go? .<br>Where are my friends? .<br>Where am I? .<br>Where is God? .<br>Hate broods.<br>Bitterness rages.<br>Hurt screeeeaaaams! <br>It hurts.<br>Everywhere hurts.<br>It's been a journey.<br>I remember vaguely.<br>Love was all I wanted.<br>And yeah, happiness.<br>How did I get here.<br>I feel wet.<br>Not from the water on the floor but from within.<br>I stand.<br>I look down.<br>My chest's open.<br>I'm bleeding.<br>My heart's not beating.<br>It's bleeding.<br>I scrrreeeeeeaaaaammm 'heaven save me! '.<br>I remember.<br>I've cried out like this before.<br>No answer.<br>Here i am, still.<br>I'm stuck.<br>The second hand won't move.<br>I'm breathing.<br>I'm dead.<br>My whole life flashes before me.<br>Oh, the mistakes i've made.<br>The things I've done.<br>The failure I've known.<br>Rain's falling.<br>A dropp hits me.<br>I taste it.<br>It's tears.<br>My tears.<br>I've cried a thousand times.<br>It pours.<br>I'm soaked.<br>But numb.<br>I feel nothing anymore.<br>I care about nothing.<br>Life's been unfair.<br>Life's unfair.<br>I look.<br>Can't see.<br>I hear: 'Do it'.<br>The strange one waits for me.<br>I see death.<br>Hands stretched out he says 'take my hands'.<br>I look up.<br>Nothing.<br>I look down.<br>Tears and filth.<br>I sit down.<br>I take a corner.<br>I wait.<br>What am I waiting for? <br>Why am I sitting? <br>I should move.<br>My feet's numb.<br>My body's like lead.<br>My arm's around my legs.<br>My cheek on my knee.<br>I refuse to do it.<br>I won't take his hands.<br>I wait silently.<br>Maybe one day, this day will pass.<br>One day just one day He'll remember me.<br>And that day I'll be saved.<br>If not? <br>Let fate be.<br>Que sera sera.<br>For what will be will be...</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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It's day.
But it's night.
I'm on the floor.
My body aches.
Not really.
It's my heart that's broken.
And my mind that's split.
Why am I alone? .
Why am I here? .
It's brightly dark.
I feel it.
Can almost grasp it.
The darkness quietly gro..."></div>
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