<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514533" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dirt Roads</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a mediocre crowd.<br>You wanted to touch-<br>unblemished, <br>ordinary thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After he was drunk <br>he threw the blanket<br>and started, <br>a hate crime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was dark smoke<br>without fire. You can draw<br>a frame around the singed face.<br>I will not taste the blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The death will come again <br>to find the lover, after he<br>jumped from the bridge. There<br>were thousand ways to seek revenge.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Satish+Verma">Satish Verma</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=514533" data-title="Dirt Roads de Satish Verma" data-description="It was a mediocre crowd. You wanted to touch- unblemished, ordinary thing. After he was drunk he threw the blanket and started, a hate crime. There was dark smoke without fire. You can draw a frame around the singed face. I will not taste the..."></div> </div> </div>

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