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Today, for the last time
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The first page not talking to me amazes me.
white and without you, it trembles under my skin
admiring me, stringing me, unraveling me
in thousands and millions of unstuck senses
from your soul on my heart.
I didn`t see you falling in my palm
and the leave`s achievement at the customs hurt me
why does it pass with out a charge?
She answered that it`s just a phase,
she`ll pay later, on the street.
So i passed her along with me at the customs.
I payed so dearly your eyes towards me anyway:
They have stucked me on the dark blackboard
just a heart, alone, abandoned.
An then , dry, on the street she was paying the charge.
The last page it`s written with you, you, you.
Me, me, me, you , you, you.
My last word. You.
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- Ioana Camelia Sîrbu
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