<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454116" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her rags became her cage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was looking right through glasses with glassy eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To see her leafed tree of reality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She remembered that she left her left cast silver glove</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the blank page of her future.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her gloomy solitude caressed her rain of tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her heart's strings were the strings of an abandoned violin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their vibrations were haunting her memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her onyx glances tried to hide her mist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her sadness was so complete</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That it completely slipped through her shy smile</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To become visible to all the people around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jerry–rigged reality was poisoning her hopes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And crowded her thoughts to push them into illusions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was a simple child inside her clown body, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A soul so caged wanting to be liberated, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">While her reality was wretchedly dancing her hopes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was wondering if somewhere, someone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was thinking and dreaming of her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She walked so lonely on her lonely life road</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That nothing could change her fate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wanted to let her hopes to float on the losing breeze.</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> <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=454116" data-title="She de Marieta Maglas" data-description="Her rags became her cage. She was looking right through glasses with glassy eyes To see her leafed tree of reality. She remembered that she left her left cast silver glove On the blank page of her future. Her gloomy solitude caressed her rain..."></div> </div> </div>

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