<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=443693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tongue of One Who Gloats</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You can block out every thought I have.<br>You can seal your consciousness into cement.<br>You can take every limited vision...<br>Pack those up to dust from rust.<br>Or tied them up with trash.<br>In a tossed out glad bag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then...<br>Sit back satisfied you silenced 'my' voice.<br>And manipulated my words for those of yours, <br>By choice.<br>But I am not the one who has labelled you a fool! <br>I don't carry thoughts like that in my mind.<br>Unlike the others behind me...<br>I don't find this the right time to rejoice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor am I like you...<br>Either! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I talk to myself...<br>I try to keep my private conversations, <br>Separate.<br>A lot of truth can be heard...<br>Slipping off the tongue of one, <br>Who gloats out loud about what has been done.<br>And that has been something done by you so well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You can block out every thought I have.<br>You can seal your consciousness into cement.<br>You can take every limited vision...<br>Pack those up to dust from rust.<br>Or tied them up with trash.<br>In a tossed out glad bag.<br>And still...<br>What have you accomplished? <br>Invisibility? <br>Or a safe way to protect your delusions!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</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=443693" data-title="The Tongue of One Who Gloats de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="You can block out every thought I have. You can seal your consciousness into cement. You can take every limited vision... Pack those up to dust from rust. Or tied them up with trash. In a tossed out glad bag. Then... Sit back satisfied you silenc..."></div> </div> </div>

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