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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pain And Sleep And Your Best Friend....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you are in pain<br>you have no choice but to bear it<br>in silence, because any kind of<br>chatter<br>will simply aggravate<br>the wound, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">talk is just a coating<br>perhaps, it will give a temporary relief</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for those who hear your pain<br>they remain disinterested though they show that<br>empathy on their faces<br>but sooner shall you realize that it is not their pain<br>and they do not deserve it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">pain shall always be personal<br>it is just yours, and it awakens you from that deep slumber <br>of pleasure<br>and complacency</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you keep on sharing it<br>they will pretend to continue listening<br>but if you know what is in their hearts<br>deep within<br>it will be shocking</div><div style="margin:10px 0">soon they will relay your pain to others<br>who will be asking who you are<br>and what bad karma has come to you<br>what sins have you committed <br>which to them <br>have remained <br>unforgiven</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>categories, categories, <br>they have categories, sins and bad karma, <br>crime and punishment seems to be sisters <br>living in the same house</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'who cares? ' that is the question that hangs in the air<br>of indifference<br>'who are you? ' its cousin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the sooner you know this, the better for you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you take retreat inside your room<br>put your hands on your forehead<br>to check if you are still alive</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is just between you and the ceiling now<br>and that occasional lizard who is more interested on how<br>to capture its next prey, that mosquito<br>which if caught, does not matter also to you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>when you cannot bear it anymore you resort to <br>talking to yourself, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is now between you and yourself<br>ah, you are finally your best friend now<br>and you keep on talking<br>and talking, with matching pauses in <br>between</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this time the pain subsides a bit<br>you have invented a new self, who can talk to you and<br>assuredly, this self knows no betrayal upon itself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">betrayal, if you define it, is always the other<br>the next of kin, a brother, remember Cain? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you sleep now, time comes, gives you the blanket of relief<br>puts you into another world, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">& it is restful.</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>
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you have no choice but to bear it
in silence, because any kind of
chatter
will simply aggravate
the wound, 

talk is just a coating
perhaps, it will give a temporary relief

for those who hear your pain
they remain disinterest..."></div>
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