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the perfect drug
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I don\'t have the slightest idea
about the look into emptiness
the meaning of curtains
dust
my right hand
of the things around them in general
about what is fair
I listened I said I understood I smiled I boiled and I cried
letting myself racked by spite and fury
I banged my head against the wall and I yelled straight at the moon\'s face
in this heavy and yellow air
I am an icy back
and this heap of words - a dead animal
and I didn\'t look back anymore
you should be feeling me like an onion
from which you bite
even if it makes you cry
when what I could do
capitulates
I would say that love is a sound
that you should be too
nothing but to hear it
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- alice drogoreanu
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