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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580572" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tortures Of Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Late one night, almost twelve midnight<br>I sat alone on my bathroom floor.<br>The cool air brushed my skin.<br>Old habits coming back to haunt me.<br>Slowly I slipped into a fog, where I was not sure if I was awake, or asleep.<br>I awoke - at least I thought I did.<br>Strange noises came from my shoulders.<br>I looked up and on my shoulder <br>I saw a <br>Raven <br>and a<br>Dove<br>But something was strange about these birds.<br>They talked. They talked to me, with words.<br>The Raven told me to reach up and grab what it knew I wanted.<br>Whispering how my world was slowly falling apart, whispering words of evil.<br>The Dove talked in a peaceful voice, no evil detected.<br>The Dove whispered in my ear, all the good things I had to live for.<br>The Raven stepped off my shoulder and glared at the Dove.<br>It spoke, in a language I could not understand. <br>The Dove, <br>disappeared.<br>Now it was only I and the Raven<br>I kept quite quiet.<br>I needn't speak.<br>The Raven's eyes peered into my soul.<br>All the memories of my past I had tried to forget<br>Flooded back.<br>I thought to myself, still not saying anything<br>'Why? Why is this Raven using these memories to torture me to insanity? '<br>The Raven spoke, in a very hushed tone.'Never again.'<br>I pondered by what he meant.<br>Before I could speak, the Raven explained.<br>'Never. Again. Will you feel the joys of life for life is over. Never. Again.'<br>I kept quite quiet.<br>The Raven then left.<br>Leaving me with my scars on my wrist burning.<br>Never Again I whispered.<br>Never Again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Roxanne+Grady">Roxanne Grady</a><div class=q>
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I sat alone on my bathroom floor.
The cool air brushed my skin.
Old habits coming back to haunt me.
Slowly I slipped into a fog, where I was not sure if I was awake, or asleep.
I awoke - at least I thought I ..."></div>
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