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The performer
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In the same night the reaper came in,
he tore my heart to pieces,
\"More\", my brain moaned,
like in a German Expressionist movie,
it screamed in silence,
the light falling in dark shades
covering the drunken sadness.
The reaper sat next to me,
his face so pale I could shiver,
his cat walking by, without a sound,
steps heard in another dream,
voices tormenting the impatient echo,
I heard tunes coming from the castle,
the witness asked: is it another madness,
or is it just a performed sadness?
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- Autor
- Diana Todea
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 89
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 15
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Diana Todea. “The performer.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/diana-todea/poezie/1815653/the-performerComentarii (0)
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