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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365349" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Heaven Scented Discontentment’s</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As sour eyes wash over the face of time we’re loosing sense of ourselves, <br>Seems we're loosing our minds, searching, only to discover<br>That the blind have been leading the blind so long<br>They're forever lost to desert dust. Where do we go from here? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are we destined to follow Mr Rabbit down the hole? <br>Always skirting on the verge never having the nerve to thrust deep<br>Down into perversion, never to trust in the diversion<br>Offered by means of lust, never to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are we to continue upon our journey, upon our Trip <br>As we salt the snows of winters past, as we strive to avoid slipping<br>Upon a soul on ice, upon a coat of winters frost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The summers gone the rains are falling, <br>As cycles turn to turn again, <br>As birds in their calling reveal in flight<br>A burning trail across the sky realm, <br>Sky bearing still, heaven scented <br>Discontentment’s, Sky bearing still the intent of never asking why? <br>Why she may never take steady at the helm. <br>Why she was always beaten if she was to cry, <br>To shed a single tear, why?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lacey">David Lacey</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=365349" data-title="Heaven Scented Discontentment’s de David Lacey" data-description="As sour eyes wash over the face of time we’re loosing sense of ourselves, Seems we're loosing our minds, searching, only to discover That the blind have been leading the blind so long They're forever lost to desert dust. Where do we go from her..."></div> </div> </div>
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