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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cold Marble</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So sure that the dream would last forever <br>Here I am now, just able to see the high water mark of emotions tide. <br>Shattered and left a hollow state, <br>My clay frame cracked. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Buck toothed hill dwellers swarm the shadows <br>The clock is breathing, organic mechanisms <br>Hidden beneath the orchard the child at the dropp of an apple yearns for wonderland. <br>As Alice walks in shadows she tries to understand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dying coral - drifting currents <br>Carry the ocean - we are the sea bed of future times <br>It is we who are the fossils of the future <br>We who now await the sun <br>We the young - born to be forgotten <br>Born fresh amongst the rotten <br>And lost to memories decayed through intoxication. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All we are is all we ever were <br>All we ever could be <br>Laugh for the time is now and never any other in fading. <br>Cold marble pressed against sweating skin <br>The floor of my asylum is a rivulet of luxury <br>Decadent memories of a former life stir reminiscence upon the midnight hour <br>I'm falling in failing to rise <br>Keeping open with a hope in faith my eyes <br>Still I fall <br>Still I am calling on lost gods. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can hear above a promenade of whispers faint murmurings, <br>Memories of a life long since lived. <br>Clouded shadows guard my window pane. <br>My dog is a dog his own <br>Guardian of my home and soul support in times of need. <br>How many perversions can share he nightshade deadly to the virgins touch? <br>Old friends are loosing sense of themselves <br>The words they re arrange themselves <br>Leaving me in a placid state </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I celebrate this secret bliss of mine <br>In holding hands with father time <br>Woven tight with silken gold <br>We are forever young and never old. <br>Could it be that I m to adorn the mask of disbelief <br>When all that surround me is a miracle sublime. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This moment yours and forever mine. <br>This moment out of time.</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>
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Here I am now, just able to see the high water mark of emotions tide. 
Shattered and left a hollow state, 
My clay frame cracked. 

Buck toothed hill dwellers swarm the shadows 
The clock is breathing, or..."></div>
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