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PaRaDiGmAtIc
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She walks a road of darkened grey
And steps of blood, depart the day.
Her iced, blue lips; she\'s dead they say.
But no; red thorns, they make her stay.
They make her want and now she may
Let all the darkness fade away.
Her tears are now pleasure, and pain,
Mixed in a symphony insane;
With glamour, gothic in refrain...
A song \'too lost in you\' again.
Your words - a razor, time\'s to blame
And distance... and a wicked game.
The passion is her dreadful prison
And winter her beloved season,
Her feelings beyond any reason;
Her mind in labyriths of Eden;
Her soul in Hell, she leads a legion
Of evil toughts, seducing vision.
A thrill she seeks in games of mind.
She loves their eyes being so blind...
But now she found one of her kind -
In unreal realms, her toughts entwined
By him, who always seems to find
A way to keep her heart confined.
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- Autor
- Lucretia Aerdo
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- 161
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- 1 min
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Lucretia Aerdo. “PaRaDiGmAtIc.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/lucretia-aerdo/poezie/247853/paradigmaticComentarii (0)
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