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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epiphany</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">EPIPHANY<br>Looking outside I could only see the darkness approach <br>Looking into my life I could see my own reproach<br>So I thought by looking into her eyes I would see what I had <br>For in a moment it would all be lost.<br>Gone in a second, tossed away, laid to down like the dust on dry lands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked to my side one more time<br>I looked in to her eyes for the very last time.<br>All I wanted was to see was the beauty inside.<br>Life was her name, a gift I had <br>Life was her name, a jewel I took for granted<br>And there she was flashing before my eyes </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked into my life and I saw a monster inside<br>With a gander, I saw the emptiness inside<br>A sea so great, a cup full to the brim, full of nothing but sweet delights <br> Delighted in a moment but never satisfied<br>Delights I deemed the light, pleasures that assured me treasures<br>But at the end of it all, just another foggy night <br>So misguided by another mirage in sight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought I was safe because I kept running<br>Running away from the pain and insecurities<br>I thought I was secure because I felt unassailable<br>Unassailable because every bottle I popped whispered me hope and every woman on my lap reassured me a magnate<br>I thought I was untroubled because I was able to grapple<br>Grapple onto shattered dreams, my own jigsaw that I kept in a box </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They told me YOLO, guess I did it well <br>Lived each moment to the fullest, the best this world to offer <br> But still my life had no meaning; even the mirror called me a hopeless endeavour.<br>If this was my last what would be left of my legacy<br>Empty bottles? Blurry nights? Pretty women under covers? <br>Surely there had to be more to life<br>Wish I had seen a life worth living and dying for.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+T.A.E.P.S">Sir T.A.E.P.S</a><div class=q>
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Looking outside I could only see the darkness approach 
Looking into my life I could see my own reproach
So I thought by looking into her eyes I would see what I had 
For in a moment it would all be lost.
Gone in a second, tossed away, la..."></div>
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