<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346891" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Conqueror's Eye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">dash me to your vision, capture my day with hope and<br>fantasy young and sweet, like fruits waiting to be bite<br>and Juice into bits and pieces of grinded pickle in your <br>tongue</div><div style="margin:10px 0">just like a moment catching the zero point, the high<br>that never every wish to settle such stands, where<br>nowhere state of feeling hallucinate the coming end <br>for fear of returning home, in your endless view of<br>perfection</div><div style="margin:10px 0">deceive me in your eyes, the hug mesmerize the<br>coming stay of you in my moment of time; wash those<br>fears of dying, for nothing close in your mind would<br>lead you far from me, all have something to make you<br>feel alright my darling</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where, of those dream would come to my midst of <br>distress and fall back the tears that the heart has falling <br>apart; for tomorrow will only be the log of the future I <br>hope and stay to live with you, grasp and capture the<br>eye that see the season of spring; for my heart leads my<br>soul to see you again</div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh! come my ears listen and let me conquer the <br>captured eagle eye of deception, and never ask the <br>close hand to open the future of my fate … and.i will <br>be in vain …..</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Antonio+Liao">Antonio Liao</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=346891" data-title="The Conqueror's Eye de Antonio Liao" data-description="dash me to your vision, capture my day with hope and fantasy young and sweet, like fruits waiting to be bite and Juice into bits and pieces of grinded pickle in your tongue just like a moment catching the zero point, the high that never every wi..."></div> </div> </div>

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