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There were times
when I was the devil
and times I was Christ,
Times when my crucifixion
seemed so near
when I almost was feeling my heartbeats
broken and sliced,
There were times
I felt sickened
and times I felt warmth,
There were times I felt like a butterfly
and others when I felt like a moth
burned,
There were times
I\'d rip the skin of my bones
trying to scream
and share my pain
with the never-ending nights and the owls,
There were times
I could pray from dusk till dawn
for another sunset,
Times spent all alone
when I was yelling like a mad werewolf
for your name, Death,
There were times
I could stray the highways in my illusion
searching for truth,
There were times in my confusion
I was blindly seeking out you,
There were times
I could reach for the stars
and times I couldn\'t even reach for the shore,
There were times in my life
when even though I wanted so much
I was unable of more...
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Everything is good, except one thing: you felt into banality. I know you can do more...
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hihi...da, da, dar macar e a mea...
get the hint...?
get the hint...?
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Jack, nu știu io prea bine cum e în Țara Vrejului de Fasole. Dar la noi, la poezie.ro, nu se umblă cu fofârlica (hint, that is)...
La noi tre\' să-i zâci pe nume că altfel poporu\' nu pricepe...
Zâi dacă ai ceva de zâs.
Dacă nu, taci.
La noi tre\' să-i zâci pe nume că altfel poporu\' nu pricepe...
Zâi dacă ai ceva de zâs.
Dacă nu, taci.
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