<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491408" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Numbed Guts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the gut is full of <br>shattered pieces </div><div style="margin:10px 0">those that make you<br>remember nails </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the feel of thorns<br>and porcupines</div><div style="margin:10px 0">time has a way of<br>numbing guts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then pain is nothing<br>but recurrences</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you have no name for it<br>but survival</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you go on talking the paths<br>with nothing but </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the moon above you<br>and the silence of the earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=491408" data-title="Numbed Guts de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the gut is full of shattered pieces those that make you remember nails the feel of thorns and porcupines time has a way of numbing guts and then pain is nothing but recurrences you have no name for it but survival you go on talking the pa..."></div> </div> </div>

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