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Unclear memories

1 min lectură·22 februarie 2015

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I don't know who you are...

In the smoke of the last cigar

I see you, you, you...you,

With a sober and dark view,

All the sorrow is passing through

Your veins and poisoned blood,

Covering me in a dirty mud.

I don't know who you are...

And even the brightest star

Is shaking under your glance,

Do I stand any single change?

Or I deserve alone to die

Without saying ''good-bye''?

I don't know who you are...

But you voice is quite bizarre,

So calm, so bright and so warm,

As the day before the storm,

As I know, I swear is fake

And the monster in still awake.

I don't know who you are...

But I remember the deep scar,

The blood and the pain,

The iron cold chain...

You are hunting me

As I want to run free,

You are a monster

Hid well under

A heavy, pretty and lurid mask

Trying to do you final task.

I know who you are...

Oh, pale-white oak,

Please hold my accursed clock

And let me to smoke my last cigar

Because I know, I know who you are.

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Rachici Fatma. “Unclear memories.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/rachici-fatma/poezie/14066087/unclear-memories

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