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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495599" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The White Woman At Sunset Boulevard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">she was the woman who left me.<br> She hands me the back of her bones.<br>she does not bother looking anymore at the past. <br>she hates me. she detests<br>every word that i say. <br>she will not answer my call. <br>She says i am a liar and had always been lying to her. <br>The dirt in my arms are terrible, she says, these arms<br>that used to hold her too tightly that she cannot breathe<br>are broken branches of the rotten tree.<br>She walks away towards the dark side of the sunset boulevard, that place unreachable by the night lights. Beyond the hold of my arms, beyond the grasp of my lips.<br>she already loosened all the screws and bolts of the bicycle <br>that we used to ride together every afternoon on this sunset boulevard. <br>all the parts are scattered near the shore of the sea.<br> The waves reached them and they all get too rusty. <br>She does not talk to me anymore, this white woman at sunset boulevard. <br>She walks fast. <br>She runs. <br>Her eyes sharp, and flaming with anger against the rage of the dark, <br>away from the city lights, away from my lies, away from the <br>warmth of my whisper.<br> I am her wrath.<br> I am the source and cause of her anger.<br>Her pains, her sorrows for years and years when i left her<br> without leaving any word. <br>When my name was finally eaten by the waves of the sea in <br>sunset boulevard. When she drowned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she left rushing like a storm towards another island. <br>she destroys houses and<br>fell the trees. <br>She goes away just like that, as quickly as suddenly<br> as a gnashing teeth of the cyclone. <br>I whispered her name to calm her down. <br>She hurriedly left. <br>She did not see that tears too that fell to the sand. They are mine. Salty, fresh tears. Hidden inside my bags for years. Twenty-five years of solitude.<br>More than that for my loneliness on an unknown island where i was stranded beyond my power. There was not a single boat to take me to her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She did not<br>look back. She would not believe me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But she is right. <br>My tears are not as salty as the whole sea that she swallowed when she drowned on that very day when i left her.<br> I have not<br>given her the reason. I have them ready from the bottom of my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She tells her friends: <br>She does not want to be duped again. One of me, is enough.She is gone.<br>I happened to her once in her lifetime. She, is likewise.</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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 She hands me the back of her bones.
she does not bother looking anymore at the past. 
she hates me. she detests
every word that i say. 
she will not answer my call. 
She says i am a liar and had always been lying to..."></div>
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