Camouflage
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Mihaela Pirjol
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The camouflagic sadness of a smile—
the corpse of a murdered dream,
unwilling to be buried;
the ignored odours of slow putrefaction,
roaming and haunting—
mocking the present
with thrilling memories
of a ravishing romance...
you search and scrutinise the mirror
for its traces, but the traces of time...
and the camouflagic sadness of your smile,
it stares back at you
as a crepuscule moth
and makes you cry...
the fountain of a desert heart—
the splendour of madness in love...
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