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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556992" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Cry For I Die Everyday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it’s not for a life do I hope, <br>I hope for each passing day<br>it’s not for a death that I cry<br>I cry for I die everyday </div><div style="margin:10px 0">if childhood was myself in past<br>in past only alive I was<br>thus I cry today in immeasurable pain<br>for no more my childhood had last</div><div style="margin:10px 0">if I was a student yesterday<br>today I have died once more<br>In tears, nothing could I say<br>As for me, closed was my classroom door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when world is my mother I thought<br>Happily I reshaped it at will<br>silently she sacrificed her slot<br>Now I cry as my world is nil</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it’s not a same ego who I am<br>each day I walked another way<br>only name kept sounding the same<br>thus I cry for I change everyday</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when fairy tales seemed real to me<br>Monsters I killed like a knight<br>when I grew up, the life I could see<br>I find myself losing every fight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it’s not in a life I have scope<br>I have scopes in each passing day<br>it’s not for a death that I cry<br>I cry for I die everyday</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sankha+Datta">Sankha Datta</a><div class=q>
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it’s not for a death that I cry
I cry for I die everyday 

if childhood was myself in past
in past only alive I was
thus I cry today in immeasurable pain
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