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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532984" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This Is Being Nineteen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four years ago<br>I found happiness<br>in a black and white photograph<br>with dust collected<br>and colourful tears stained on the back, <br>crinkled beneath <br>an old book I love.<br>But that was the last time<br>I ever saw it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am most hopeful during summertime.<br>That is when my heart burns brightest, <br>but the cold always rushes in<br>and dims my light again.<br>This is the fourth winter<br>that I will gracefully go insane.<br>But trust me, <br>the best people do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This year I met death<br>but not in a way that you'd expect.<br>The ambiguity of that is intentional. <br>This year I fell in love five times.<br>The same person twice.<br>I followed my dreams<br>despite doubt and negativity.<br>I was electric in someone's arms<br>and I found pure fate in a man's eyes.<br>I finally tasted rejection on someone's lips<br>and I loved it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This year <br>I shook hands with clarity<br>while confusion clawed at the backs of my ankles<br>begging for me to stay.<br>I was not always loyal.<br>But I was betrayed by people that I loved. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This year <br>January took my heart away.<br>April gave it back.<br>August broke me but put me back together.<br>October always seems to be meant for naivety<br>and December is ahead, full of possibility.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A new year never means a new me, <br>just a clean slate for new mistakes.<br>More highs, lows<br>midnight dances, tumble-weed moments<br>and sunsets I hope will never end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am always on the search for something more.<br>I am never afraid to love someone<br>who may not reflect back the feeling.<br>I believe in passion<br>and the way it roars in my heart at night.<br>I will never apologize<br>for always being exactly who I am.<br>I place the most pity on the people<br>who are everything but themselves<br>for they are cheating the world<br>out of true originality. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is what I advise you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not let the shadow of fear<br>that stands over your shoulder<br>darken your dreams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On nights like these<br>when you can feel failure <br>like broken bones inside you<br>remember how beautiful it is<br>to feel anything at all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you feel doubt<br>breathing down your neck<br>quietly whisper to him<br>that in your spine<br>there rests success<br>and the coldness and condescension<br>of his breath<br>doesn't scare you.<br>Tell him<br>nothing scares you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This year<br>and for the rest that remain, <br>I just want you to know<br>that you can <br>never<br>always win.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I think<br>that's the beauty<br>of it all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vanessa+Grixti">Vanessa Grixti</a><div class=q>
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I found happiness
in a black and white photograph
with dust collected
and colourful tears stained on the back, 
crinkled beneath 
an old book I love.
But that was the last time
I ever saw it. 

I am most hopeful during summertime.
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