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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545121" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Unrequited Game</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do tell me, <br>if my words are just but metaphor to you, <br>meaning nothing in a solemn way, <br>stretches upon me are scars of unwanted words, <br>from the truth that beholds every single lie, <br>and such and such still bore nothing to you, <br>what a waste of a poet life to be said, <br>but alas, <br>no amok need doing, <br>for we are all not but in a confusing manner, <br>of shattered dreams and smothering truth, <br>does it hurt when I held your hand? <br>dishonesty never flow through your eyes, <br>does it hurt if I flatter you with all the truth that you own? , <br>ignorance just a denial in denial, <br>so please do tell me, <br>if this unrequited feeling I had, <br>is just a game to be played by one, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To love, <br>such a withered symphony, <br>with a blind maestro and deaf musicians, <br>and so the music played on, <br>only to be heard of its beauty by the audience, <br>so be it, <br>we are the cause, we are the players, <br>in a gentle manner, sluggishly obeying, <br>for you my dear, <br>I'm am but never a loser to be call, <br>till then, <br>roll the dice, <br>it's your turn...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Syafiq+Syahmi">Syafiq Syahmi</a><div class=q>
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if my words are just but metaphor to you, 
meaning nothing in a solemn way, 
stretches upon me are scars of unwanted words, 
from the truth that beholds every single lie, 
and such and such still bore nothing to you, 
what a waste of ..."></div>
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