<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491830" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Our Years</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the years make us familiar<br>it is the contempt that brings us closer<br>to the extent of disrespect</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i am eating my meal<br>you cut your fingernail<br>on the table<br>but i do not mind<br>precisely my thoughts are flying<br>like birds away<br>from you<br>the tunnel of silence without light<br>visible at the end</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you must wonder<br>why my words are getting nil<br>and i have too<br>become choosy on what to say</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i still have respect<br>for myself and will not be swayed<br>at telling you<br>the truth of how those years have<br>expunged<br>what bad taste is there<br>for lips which have nothing to offer<br>for bodies that are warm<br>yet devoid of love<br>and meaning.</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=491830" data-title="Our Years de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the years make us familiar it is the contempt that brings us closer to the extent of disrespect as i am eating my meal you cut your fingernail on the table but i do not mind precisely my thoughts are flying like birds away from you the tunnel of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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