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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454055" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Gray Hours (Sonnet)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart races touching your deep Spirit's kiss, <br>The softness of your voice soothes my abyss.<br>My tear's curb crumbles greening my shrink cry.<br>My soul torn apart wondering to know why.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wrong thoughts, so cruel wait the fear to tape<br>The terrors of love to give them a new shape.<br>And my loneliness is a shadowy yard<br>When to sink my reality it's so hard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In murky ponds of suffocating tadpole<br>I jag my edges tearing my sad soul, <br>Which once is tied with bleeding strips to yours<br>Will twist my fate with the flick of my gray hours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wait my hope which will never come to be.<br>This hope hunger squeezes tighter my soul's knee.<br> I'm clinging to the past where I want to hide<br>That part of me that is still alive inside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While I wait the ocean waves to wash my soul<br>Big storms can rise up from the horns of your hole.<br>Much more confused on how to think or feel, <br>I talk, I dream and I am your balance wheel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can live with death while love is a wasteland<br>When the end comes around against my soul's gland<br>As showy as the white chalk on a blackboard<br>And I could lose my way but I pray to Lord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wonder if I will feel your love again<br>Even I accept my resignation's chain<br>Like an inner sorrow coming on my lip, <br>Like a song of my flute for my ocean's sleep, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a fire fathom scratching my blue rain, <br>Like a wish to taste you when I strive in vain, <br>Like a deep taste you place on my nudest wish, <br>Or like the wish you place on my thinking swish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Floating are your words rain for my misty cloud, <br>You can still hang out with my feelings crowd.<br>When I'm dressed in white masking a selfless gray, <br>I have my honest smile and nothing to say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crops from your soul break the reason of my thought<br>And break my soul because I love you a lot.<br>Your body's heat cannot hit my soul's weeps<br>'Cause my pure thoughts are crowned with white wisps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You defy my body's weep because it's chaste<br>And I don't understand what you need to taste.<br>I'm tired of you, I live with divine things.<br>I may see your sorrow is rose with black wings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With your betrayal my love is wont to flow<br>And I know that your feelings will never glow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MCN: C3RC5-ESU38-Y6SY8<br>© copyright Fri Mar 04 07: 11: 10 UTC 2011 - All Rights Reserved</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marieta+Maglas">Marieta Maglas</a><div class=q>
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The softness of your voice soothes my abyss.
My tear's curb crumbles greening my shrink cry.
My soul torn apart wondering to know why.

Wrong thoughts, so cruel wait the fear to tape
The terrors of..."></div>
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