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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For You On Your Birthday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s March the second——<br>somehow again it has come.<br>Outside the weary sky yawns light<br>and I am feeling numb.<br>I should be calling you right now<br>on a tired telephone; <br>but I cannot bring myself to <br>pretend you will not condone.<br>Sitting silent in silent shadows <br>hugging my knees up close to me and deciding, <br>deciding.<br>It’s all about the decisions with you, <br>it’s all about the derisions with you.<br>I can’t say I don’t know this day, <br>I am the sun without the shine, dull<br>and unending, <br>my body here and now and frozen with<br>my heart trapped in time. <br>My breath trapped, locked<br>in my lungs.<br>You can stare and you can scorn<br>but you know me.<br>This is the correlation between dignity and pride.<br>What have you after all these years, <br>what have you left to hide? <br>What have you seen that made you refuse to <br>coincide? <br>It’s March the second, two years later, <br>still much where we were.<br>The days are turning, rotating crazy, <br>I remember a shining green hill and shimmery sky<br>and a daisy.<br>The funny thing is, you never had any<br>daisies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart is like a broken drum, with broken beats<br>rum pum pum.<br>My heart is like a shattered mirror——<br>or do you hold your pride dearer? <br>This is the correlation between heartbreak and pride, <br>because you are breaking my heart<br>with every, every smile.<br>And all the while: <br>what have you after all these years<br>what have you left to hide? <br>Am I too young to see <br>this brutal<br>side? <br>Am I too young to see this<br>dream die? <br>I will watch the sunrise, watch the <br>sunset glisten into condensation<br>between my fingers, <br>waiting for the simile; for<br>the correlation: <br>March the second, here it comes, <br>it will come and it will come<br>and never stop coming.<br>Whatever you say now, it will last, <br>I’m going to live a long time.<br>So<br>this is the correlation between grace and pride.<br>What have you, after all these years, <br>what have you left to hide? <br>When every person lost of life has<br>raced before your eyes, <br>maybe then you’ll look up<br>in surprise.<br>Maybe then, I plead——<br>you’ll realize: <br>I won’t laugh and I won’t smile<br>when I reflect upon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">all that took place here <br>even before<br>dawn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Caroline+Weeks">Caroline Weeks</a><div class=q>
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somehow again it has come.
Outside the weary sky yawns light
and I am feeling numb.
I should be calling you right now
on a tired telephone; 
but I cannot bring myself to 
pretend you will not condone.
Sitting silent i..."></div>
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