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Ghost of Summer
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Down the river of sorrows,
She knocked the Iron Gate
The widowed ghost of summer,
Her questions couldn’t wait.
The death of all their bodies,
And hearts are rotten deep,
She goes on buying smiles
Their lives she cannot keep.
And devils open doors
When passing through she is,
Whisper words of wonder
They’re begging on their knees.
The sons of doom, she’s mother
To all the evil dead,
Who steal away the light
And crown the blur instead.
Buried are all my questions,
She stained the angel wing
And I drowned all her sorrows,
We’re one, the devils sing.
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- Autor
- Roxana Breazu
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 100
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 20
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