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The magic little chip
only the soul of a child can be injured the worst
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I want to carve madness
in one sound.
a part cold,
disappointment,
a part white,
the round smile of the moon,
a part the \"you\" in me
and another the \"me\" in you.
wrapped in the darkness among stars,
the darkness remainder after death,
I`d throw her towards the sun,
to burn like a coal.
From the sun, the sun-beam boomerang
would stab my heart.
Maybe like this
I`d feel too
the madness of love...
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- Autor
- Ioana Camelia Sîrbu
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 75
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 17
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