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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578227" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The shadow of you sleeping naked</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578227" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Your father's eye, <br>where does it lead? <br>Listen to the ground, <br>the earth can't afford anything it wants. <br>Death like a signal ahead full of warnings and regrets. <br>Will anyone pull a fast one and get out of here alive? <br>Can anyone get the best of death? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578227" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Out of the grave your loved ones once walked.<br>The sound is so quiet you had better take a deep breath. <br>Imagination is like the first day of love, it can have a spell. <br>The way evenings are heading home with a shovel. <br>The moon now comparing my love to a war for peace. <br>Like i would really be ready to betray. <br>Like there are flashlights looking for me, <br>and they have been there for such a long time, <br>i have an ache in my neck from looking up at the stars. <br>Wondering what is sunken deep there.<br>What dark water is near the same place i was born? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578227" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Where in the shallows you build your little raft, <br>with candles that have really long wicks <br>so i can tie your hands together with shadows and cracks. <br>Let you drift by the dark of the moon, not saying a word. <br>Listening to where the ashes are hidden in your dreams. <br>The fact that you will sleep like the middle of the night, <br>without ever looking at it. The sounds of my nightmares <br>always like danger without an escort. <br>Like sitting beside me in the mirror. <br>Watching so many suitors even the dead will be recognized, <br>and they only intend to stay for a short while. <br>Maybe just long enough, to try on each other's thoughts, <br>like glue for the past but not for so many dreams. <br>Those nailed to the evenings and advertising to the constellations; <br>An elegy that will be forgotten, but will long remain.<br>A fate that knows all the answers, and is still always guessing.<br>That any son or daughter belongs to the sky, <br>and yours has made it mine, and i thought it was the end.<br>When no one cares who will live and die again; <br>When i lost my way out inside your head, <br>but i will keep on trying. I'll be there<br>with hopes to remember.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Gregory+Collins">Gregory Collins</a></strong></div>