<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389465" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Voices</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">our love is spillt<br>onto winter's dead earth.<br>amid the rubble of<br>decaying leaves, and<br>unnamed frost...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">only an echo<br>of living remains; <br>and the promise<br>born in memory<br>is not enough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the arms and legs<br>of our passion<br>cut up as firewood<br>and left to dry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> our cries of hunger<br>diminished, fade<br>into the sounds of the wind<br>freezing the panes<br>of windows locked in death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> epitaphs scratched in stone<br>and children that took wing...<br>now voices no longer familier<br>speak of nothing, or<br>dont speak at all.</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=389465" data-title="Voices de Eric Cockrell" data-description="our love is spillt onto winter's dead earth. amid the rubble of decaying leaves, and unnamed frost... only an echo of living remains; and the promise born in memory is not enough. the arms and legs of our passion cut up as firewood and left to ..."></div> </div> </div>

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