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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Minor Breathing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If only you could see.<br>What lies behind these fragile eyes.<br>The knowledge of these tears.<br>The reason I seem malign.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">See, I was never prideful.<br>And forever, I felt scorned.<br>One's silence may seem frightful.<br>When he bows his head forlorn.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Knowing I've never fully triumphed.<br>Any chaos I have fought.<br>I cracked my blade in battle.<br>A repair that can't be bought.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Not pessimistic, nor of naught.<br>I just see things as they are.<br>That's probably why I can't believe.<br>How I've made it this far.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For, every path I trot.<br>I hear that wretched lonely tone.<br>And every breath exhaled.<br>I hear that solemn minor tone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If only you could feel.<br>This fixated and tender heart.<br>These weakening hands still claw.<br>At it's reflective, fallen shards.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And in my somber dreams.<br>A cacophony of screams.<br>This madness, I can take.<br>Until that melody awakes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For every move I make.<br>I hear that wretched lonely tone.<br>And every vein that pumps.<br>I hear that solemn minor tone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That savage, painful tone.<br>Embedded in my flesh and bone.<br>The melodic burden drones.<br>My soul echoes it's metronome.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Aaron+Lynn">Aaron Lynn</a></strong></div>

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