<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520168" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lonely Thespian</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This darkness comes over me, <br>assaulting with stark reality, <br>like a tree in the field<br>alone and stripped of its shield.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the rain clouds have left, <br>I was a victim of a theft, <br>forced to be part of a thespian, <br>playing out my retrogression.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm forced to watch myself, <br>he's forced to burden himself, <br>a broken lock holds back my violence, <br>as I cause only silence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sit by the river, <br>and I start to shiver, <br>contemplating my mistakes, <br>wishing from reality to awake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mind cannot focus, <br>my heart, eaten by locusts, <br>my mind feels so alone, <br>my heart like dust has been blown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love for me is naught, <br>the lady with death's water is fraught, <br>my friends want to kill me, <br>fear and distrust have become a sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why is my world full of hate? <br>Has this been the work of fate? <br>My failure makes me tremble and shake, <br>how can everybody be so fake? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This loneliness is my dark cave, <br>maybe death will make me brave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Soren+Valentine">Soren Valentine</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=520168" data-title="The Lonely Thespian de Soren Valentine" data-description="This darkness comes over me, assaulting with stark reality, like a tree in the field alone and stripped of its shield. When the rain clouds have left, I was a victim of a theft, forced to be part of a thespian, playing out my retrogression. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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