<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389116" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the hand on my heart<br>feels a lot like you, <br>the shadow of the stranger, <br>feels like clothes i have worn.<br>the cup on the table<br>is waiting to be filled.<br>on the plate a slice of burnt bread, <br>and the clock's stuck at six.<br>sounds i didnt hear before<br>resonate in the stillness.<br>the taste clings to my lips, <br>the old worn curtain blows.<br>and i cant for the life of me<br>remember what i was thinking.<br>my heart feels frozen<br>by the hand on the door!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</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=389116" data-title="The Hand de Eric Cockrell" data-description="the hand on my heart feels a lot like you, the shadow of the stranger, feels like clothes i have worn. the cup on the table is waiting to be filled. on the plate a slice of burnt bread, and the clock's stuck at six. sounds i didnt hear before r..."></div> </div> </div>

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