<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365603" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>War Torn Skies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ancient asylum<br>War Torn skies<br>Ruins - ash - cinder<br>The taste of blood soaked soil<br>All chaos consumed within <br>The rage of the aeons.<br>I find myself in a room with a girl<br>Short blonde her<br>Lost<br>Confused<br>As I<br>She looks worried but more than worried<br>Dismayed and terrified<br>The walls of the room were black with filth<br>We are alone <br>And the feeling ensues that not one other soul<br>Graces these horizons for we are alone.<br>No home is this to call our own.<br>Black with filth and smeared rust blood<br>As though they had not been used since the days of the asylum<br>But no reason was there to assume this as sanctuary for unfiltered minds<br>Apart from the visions in my mind, unfiltered visions of future surreal<br>A future past and present were all I could feel at once.<br>Visions of horror, torture long since lost to the memory of the world<br>Women screaming in concentration, children burnt and slaughtered<br>And in that very room a thousand rapes of innocence.<br>Nurses mutilating patients with dire satisfaction.<br>The girl in the room with her holds me as I have my visions<br>I lay shaking, sweating, and crying at the pain of these memories<br>And as she grabbed my shoulder I shout, yawping louder than any<br>Barbarian may have imagined the human voice could muster<br>I claimed the horrors I could see, woman had been raped and debased <br>Within these walls, and the pain was sickening and then the girl<br>In the room grabbed my shoulders and I shout up my head looking<br>Directing into her eyes which had become planetary masses of moon light qualities<br>And a star appeared on her forehead and we were one in an instants flash<br>At this point I awoke, sweating, with the vision of this asylum in my mind.</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=365603" data-title="War Torn Skies de David Lacey" data-description="Ancient asylum War Torn skies Ruins - ash - cinder The taste of blood soaked soil All chaos consumed within The rage of the aeons. I find myself in a room with a girl Short blonde her Lost Confused As I She looks worried but more than worried Dis..."></div> </div> </div>

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