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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Black Book of Santiago</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spiralling towards oblivion<br>Am I to abandon any hope of recovery? <br>Salvation? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I feel the blanket shifting <br>Acid clouds above my head.<br>All about my form lay broken bodies mangled<br>Tarnished flesh horrors await as the waxworks melt<br>Slow, soft, sombre, felt fabric drips come melting sweet<br>A torrent of fear upon the street victims helpless below.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cooling towers upon the horizon act as cloud factories.<br>What hope do we have of recovery? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Electric snakes wind entwining themselves<br>Around the roots of the venerable Oak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What horror of industry is this that pollutes our horizon so? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children seek their mother through discomfort.<br>Fathers are no longer to be honoured.<br>Shallow streets fuel the addicts need for release.<br>I spiral onwards - ever inwards for the horrors<br>That await beyond my flesh are more than I can bare.<br>I close my eyes. I make as though I was never there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Confusion swells within this heart of mine<br>For every time I drift within my thought<br>I find myself caught and sinking<br>Blind ever thinking without accepting the<br>Truth of my knowing the river must flow forever more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I find myself dwelling too often with ghost companions <br>From a former life. Confusion swells abandoned, isolated<br>From dreamstates. Are we alone to guide our hands in blessing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who are we to un-shroud the mystery.<br>Who are we to proclaim transcendental truths aloud? <br>Who are we to pluck fruit so easily from the branches of the world tree? <br>We are they who have set emotion free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more than a flower blooming are we that swoon beneath the moon.<br>Open your heart to the warmth of the sun.<br>Allow Apollo's kiss upon your cheeks.<br>Seek. Seek forever more beyond the river of your flowing.<br>Take in the clouds as colors change - re arranging<br>Upon the skylines. Pastel shades are fading.<br>Night is awoken. Awaiting in the shadows still<br>Knowing soon is her time to rule upon the hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ignore the crowds- the masses thronging outside the window<br>For all they hope for is a view of the morning show.<br>Let them know the circle full. Let them know the tears of Joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spirits rise in procession<br>Paying homage to the soul of Albion's sage<br>A new age is born from Romance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are as ever attempting <br>Aspiration towards redemption whole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They sing - as sweet melodies linger upon the breeze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old friends no longer recognize the Love they once held dear<br>Good friends no loner recognize attachments long forgotten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Fate's hath begotten a tapestry blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two lone warriors stride headstrong into the nightmare<br>Shadows unfolded themselves to reveal all they once concealed<br>Paranoia calls - beckoning you to close the window.<br>Close it to the world outside. Shut yourself blind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who knows what you may find<br>Seeking justice beyond the eggshell cracked<br>Feed. Breed upon the invisible leash.<br>Know that no release is necessary<br>For the form you know as your own <br>Is set upon the path of secret shadows revealed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lacey">David Lacey</a><div class=q>
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Am I to abandon any hope of recovery? 
Salvation? 

I feel the blanket shifting 
Acid clouds above my head.
All about my form lay broken bodies mangled
Tarnished flesh horrors await as the waxworks melt
Slow, soft, somb..."></div>
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