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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To My Silent Sufferer....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">to make me love you more<br>i strain this evolving relationship with<br>actually unnecessary <br>separations, ... remember my trips alone in the big city? <br>how i dislike a big empty bed that makes me feel in in a highway<br>riding in a small car, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i bleed of course like a cactus, <br>but soon the noonday sun knows how to dry the juicy cut<br>and comfort me with a tiny scar<br>hidden by my thorns, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i heard nothing from you, you keep secrets to yourself, <br>and you have become so beautiful to myself, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">how i wish that i can be back in the place of my youth where i will miss<br>no one, when i can dive in the river naked, and without any malice to<br>anyone who sees me</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i have uttered so many words, and written this experience in a journal, <br>and you continue with that silence, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">that silence in suffering wanting nothing in return for the love that<br>you have always given</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">like clouds making rain, like seas faithfully making waves<br>like words always there to the picking of the tongue</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">my silent sufferer, i love you more, <br>i suffer in the countless words that i am saying</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">in such way, that i begin to doubt everything, <br>this silence that i surrender, this loss that i have trusted to the<br>company of words, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">at night, i wish upon a meteor that all my thorns be gone.</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=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a></strong></div>

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