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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479849" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Looking</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm standing here..<br>On the threshold of change.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Standing on a precipice<br>High as the sky <br>Thin as a hair<br>Sharp as a razor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, I'm looking below</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One wrong move, and, I'll be cut to pieces..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't know<br>Where to look anymore..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've looked high and low<br>In the eyes of strangers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never found me, and I haven't found you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm worried and scared</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I make one wrong move</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Walk into the desert<br>Where instead of sand, <br>Shards of glass wait to cut me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here's the problem though<br>I'm already cut in two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What good would it do <br>To make me bleed more? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've forgotten why<br>I began this journey<br>Was I searching for you<br>Or looking for a better me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've forgotten that<br>I wasn't afraid of heights <br>I was never afraid of looking down or around. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, then, I had wings<br>Which<br>Since then, <br>Have been clipped away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've forgotten to <br>Enjoy myself<br>I'm not blaming you though<br>It's not your fault.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were something <br>I never anticipated.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wish you would go<br>Let me look around.<br>Stop blocking my view.<br>I need to see the truth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me find myself again<br>Continue my journey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I need to retrace my steps<br>To where I took a wrong turn.<br>Feel for my old footing<br>See familiar ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I refused to believe that it was a race<br>Now everyone is finished<br>And I still haven't finished the crossing line...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't feel like a looser<br>Just a reluctant participant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don't like being dragged<br>Pulled in a direction foreign to me<br>The taste of this is<br>Unpalatable to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Find me.<br>When you do, <br>Remember this..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I carry my own wounds<br>Of battles I've lost and won<br>Don't judge me for a life you didn't live</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, <br>I promise..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I haven't been perched on a higher plane<br>From which..<br>I'd be looking down<br>And<br>Judging you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabia+Minhas">Rabia Minhas</a><div class=q>
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On the threshold of change.

Standing on a precipice
High as the sky 
Thin as a hair
Sharp as a razor.

And, I'm looking below

One wrong move, and, I'll be cut to pieces..

I don't know
Where to look anymore..

I've looked hig..."></div>
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