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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471359" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lambaste Unto Your Shattered Reflection</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Softly, the mist came with its trifle attention<br>lackadaisically promenading in the silver stillness<br>but nothing in this quiescence is intimate enough<br>to quell the raving flames of your furnace<br>shorn openly to desecrate the lacings of faith</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I picked up the debris of your blaring tirade, <br>I cupped the ashes of your sterile lambaste, <br>I reckoned the vicarious pirouettes with death -<br>our hands are both tarnished but my soul stifles <br>under the condemns of your querulous parasol</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The godly hands eloquently wove webs with you<br>until your fulminating repose was a perfect ensnare -<br>a wreck gnawing on your seams, sifting your dreams<br>shifting the crooked hands of your maladroit petals<br>Not now, but little by little, you'll know what I mean</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you catch a glimpse of horror by accident<br>and your mirrors unveil its light to the effluence<br>of masquerading faces and words you never knew<br>The mirrors are muted before your new form<br>and the light is siphoned by your lamentations</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whilst the phantoms deferred their dissipation <br>I sing these lamented auguries out of sympathy<br>and no one is listening but the early dews: <br>Your destruction cradles a raging tyranny<br>If I can only convince you to trust me on this</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unmake me a memory, pensive flower<br>Wither not as you strangle the crumbles of me<br>with your brambly veins and esoteric maladies<br>For I have grown abiding to your lingering graze -<br>A fastidious palette in my lackluster wallflower</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q>
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but nothing in this quiescence is intimate enough
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shorn openly to desecrate the lacings of faith

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