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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Head Howl</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not everyone can get<br>the things running down on your little head<br>not every single person can see<br>the things twirling on your twisted head<br>the things you can pull out of your hectic fantasy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No one has the right<br>or the right instinct<br>to testify<br>the things that happened in your head last night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No one can explain the reason you said you had to fight<br>should we decry the candles for burning so bright and gloomy? <br>was it the burning light? <br>or the trembling grin of a shadow that stayed still? <br>of a shadow that got to obsess your rusty dark old mind? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it you fighting as a mighty knight? <br>or were you that poor crippler creeping and begging<br>for some candles to light on<br>for some hysteria to speak on<br>for some pain to go on<br>for some function to keep it on<br>for some twisted function your head protects<br>in order for you to not lose the way<br>in your reverted battle<br>and the reaper stands above your head</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are the only thing among the wronged<br>that is sentenced any way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But there are still things that you can gain<br>even if your mind after all that time, stays the same<br>I say, you can still find things in the loss<br>you can still gain time in the loss<br>or feelings you ignored<br>an instant howl that once consoled<br>your artificial mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you are still able to escape<br>throw behind you the little stones<br>that will lead you back, â€˜cause it's you, you will return</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the side of the warms you crawl<br>on the side of the ravens you howl<br>on the side of the crocodiles you cry<br>on the side of the losers you still give up <br>and on the side of the winners, you put off the fight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For there is a big howl in your mind<br>for there is an uncontrolled hole in your mind<br>trying to follow it with your eye<br>but your eye blinks too many times <br>to be able to find some space to breathe<br>before the light<br>to catch the lonely inconsolable glimpses of your twisted mind </div><div style="margin:10px 0">for your pupil has so much expanded in the dark<br>that you are used to show already way too much<br>for your endless fight has given the opponent the right key <br>to open the night<br>the night that you have inside<br>that grows older and still stronger than you<br>the gloomy night that keeps you behind<br>and you smile for this retardation<br>for you are not ready<br>to howl, enough</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So howl! <br>What are you expecting of, howlâ€¦<br>But I keep seeing with a tear and a sigh in my soul<br>that you are not even ready to crawl<br>for if you want to gain, you should lose again<br>for if you want to stay, you should fall again<br>and crawl, crawl in the dirt<br>in the dust where you spit<br>the things you say you do not like to be<br>the parts that made you the person from whom you cannot get away<br>you do not get to see<br>you should crawl first<br>and fall<br>in the parts of you, you dropped and chopped<br>behind where is the one truth you left to call<br>the only truth that stands you<br>the only glimpse that will destroy your fight<br>and will prepare you for the coveted howl</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are the only howl in your head<br>that never found the time to run away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it the howl you deny? <br>or is it the sense of freedom<br>you shall taste<br>haunting you<br>hidden behind the crawl, keeping you behind? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are dying<br>fight and howl<br>or lose the fight, howl and crawl<br>exhausted from what you did not do<br>exhausted from the howl<br>you never got to fool</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your head might, <br>might fly<br>when you are ready to give up.<br>Free as you already are<br>you will never be ready to give up.<br>Exhausted from the howl that creates you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katerina+Val">Katerina Val</a><div class=q>
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the things running down on your little head
not every single person can see
the things twirling on your twisted head
the things you can pull out of your hectic fantasy

No one has the right
or the right instinct
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