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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=444346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Through The Glow Of Candlelight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too many windows and doors, <br>Remain locked and closed.<br>Even the presence of shadows, <br>Seem to be missing from view.<br>And there you sit in a corner wondering, <br>Why no one seems to care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think you just want me to believe that.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too many sentences spoken to use, <br>Flow from your lips without the benefit..<br>Of an exclamation or periods.<br>You want this, <br>Undeniable anguish.<br>And you deliver this as an invitation? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sense you have something up your sleeve.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your interpretation of happiness, <br>And mine...<br>Do not mix! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whatever it is you cling to, <br>Has you in a grasp of sadness...<br>You most enjoy as I perceive it.<br>To say you are meditating on attracting love...<br>As you say, <br>Is something done you do...<br>I must admit, <br>I don't want to stay another minute...<br>To witness whatever kind of love it is you wish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One you want to make an appearance...<br>In this gloom and darkness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do you smile at me, <br>Through the glow of candlelight? <br>Baby...<br>No disrespect! <br>But I think I better go! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And let me ask you this...<br>Why do you have so many mason jars, <br>Filled with tomato sauce.<br>It is tomato sauce? <br>Isn't it? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why do you smile at me, <br>Through the glow of candlelight? <br>Baby...<br>No disrespect! <br>But I think I better go! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Please stay.<br>I find you quite amusing.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under one condition! <br>That butcher knife sitting on that raised pedestal...<br>You let me have it to hold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Sure! <br>Where would you like to hold it? <br>And don't say in your hands.<br>They all seem to say that...<br>First.'</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>
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Remain locked and closed.
Even the presence of shadows, 
Seem to be missing from view.
And there you sit in a corner wondering, 
Why no one seems to care.

I think you just want me to believe that.

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