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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>These words</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">These words will be gone tomorrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They steal the numbers from the streets</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Til every door looks the same</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> These words like candles will burn out</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They steal the light from temporary souls</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Soon, too soon</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They will bury the love</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Under the tongues of yesterdays softness</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As if they never were, more</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As if they hunger still</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> There is no promise</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> No everlasting</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And every eternal door</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Always looks the same</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They look</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Tomorrow we will walk away</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As if, when these words were gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We forget, yes we forget</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Still, that they ever came</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And yet, they carry on! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> yvette m smith jan 09</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</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=540746" data-title="These words de Yvette Smith" data-description="These words will be gone tomorrow They steal the numbers from the streets Til every door looks the same These words like candles will burn out They steal the light from temporary souls Soon, too soon They will bury the love Under the..."></div> </div> </div>
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