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Una tortura
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my mind screams
entrapped in white graves
humanity blinks now, once more
a story of flesh and blood
behind curtains
the show must end in a heroic way
the raven doesn\'t sing
only the bats can be heard at night
darkness changes feelings
our heart is meant for light
through icy picks
the horizon blinks
snow decrypted in a strange way
shadows from lost planets
on a sea of incertitude
not knowing why and when
a torture for the soul
the last desperate cry of the moor
an entire world holding it\'s breath
and forgetting to live
not understanding
that an existence
can\'t be entrapped
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- Autor
- Fluerașu Petre
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 109
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
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Fluerașu Petre. “Una tortura.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/fluerasu-petre/poezie/192505/una-torturaComentarii (0)
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