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My clothes

always home

1 min lectură·23 februarie 2005

Mediu

Yesterday was one of those days...

I left again for searching myself.

I`ve got dressed with my most beautiful clothes

To be sure that, if I`ll find myself,

I will make a good impression

Of what I am outwardly.

I`ve got lost again...for years,

Among blesses and curses

Among passions and disasters.

Human nature was again on the stage

Without knowing that for me was already deja-vu.

Like every time, I arrived,

At my blue soul`s door

I doubt for a second,

I knew who was there...I always did,

But i entered with my awsome clothes

To be together: death and life,

Love and hate, the kid and the woman,

Black and white- all in my blue soul.

.....................................

I was tired, but fine...I was home.

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Lory Cristea. “My clothes.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/lory-cristea/poezie/107640/my-clothes

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