<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494394" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Guilt And The Pain Of The Tiny Flesh</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the flesh will always have<br>its own way of <br>giving you guilt, there is<br>always that accompanying<br>pain with<br>slow and gentle pleasure<br>the pressure <br>to transcend its shallowness<br>however the<br>necessity of its warmth <br>and hair and<br>surface<br>you take it and learn<br>that art of having to rub life<br>with death<br>no words are uttered<br>on some<br>deaths that beat inside<br>our hearts somehow there<br>is something that <br>diminishes us <br>after<br>something that spreads us<br>like a dirty linen<br>against the almighty<br>sun<br>but the need is always <br>there <br>which without out<br>it<br>we shall wither<br>and crumple like<br>brown leaves without<br>dew<br>on cracked <br>soil</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i told you this is<br>the pendulum of <br>compromises of<br>plea bargainings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we take sometimes<br>the necessity of having<br>to plea guilty<br>on the lesser liabilities<br>of some <br>tiny flesh which <br>however deep we<br>are we by default<br>take the option of the<br>fools<br>and facing another<br>stupid being<br>we give them<br>a straight face of<br>i was there and<br>you have no right <br>to judge me<br>you have no<br>scar.</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=494394" data-title="The Guilt And The Pain Of The Tiny Flesh de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the flesh will always have its own way of giving you guilt, there is always that accompanying pain with slow and gentle pleasure the pressure to transcend its shallowness however the necessity of its warmth and hair and surface you take it and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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