<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568418" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Passing On Pain To The Next One In Line 5.17.2008</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pain is a strange companion, according to Charlotte <br>Bronte pain is a scorpion to be squeezed in the hand <br>until it goes numb so as to deaden the pain that does <br>not go away by itself </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doesn’t matter how I order my life, I have to traverse <br>cycles of pain, for energy we have to eat, when I eat <br>I am ill, when I don’t the pain goes away, as well as <br>the power to survive </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Balancing between waxing and waning cycles of pain, <br>we chose our lives before we were born, my soul chose <br>suffering to understand life, the pain of people who seem <br>so arrogant</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But underneath hearts are burning with feelings aflame, <br>emotions sprouting from scarring thoughts destroying <br>perspective and life, bewildered eyes chilling my soul, <br>hardened mouths </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Turned into stone, ostensibly people are active and happy, <br>but underneath they are shrinking away, assigning blame in <br>loathing of self and rejection of life, seeking compensation in <br>passing on pain </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the next one in line…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Margaret+Alice">Margaret Alice</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=568418" data-title="Passing On Pain To The Next One In Line 5.17.2008 de Margaret Alice" data-description="Pain is a strange companion, according to Charlotte Bronte pain is a scorpion to be squeezed in the hand until it goes numb so as to deaden the pain that does not go away by itself Doesn’t matter how I order my life, I have to traverse cyc..."></div> </div> </div>

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