Her
Her tears
are still drilling holes
to the center of my heart.
Lonely,
I can no longer feel
her lips on my lips,
her face on my face,
her hand in my hand.
Blind,
I can no longer see
the skin
covered by her clothes.
Touched
by another man's kiss,
covered by his embrace
I imagine her to be.
Hate I have
for him,
for me,
for the whole world
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The island and the sea
Unpredictable sea of a girl's giant love,
crushes it's waves against my island's lonely shores
strewn with too few trees able to hold your windy emotions.
I'm rough, too rough to be the islander in you, and
You're too beautifull not to be the one,
the one I hoped you'd not be
as I do not hold any fascination for you, in those green green eyes,
like I did in those first days of our enthusiastic love.
You took all that you found, you erased the marks of other girls
and left.
Now I'm just another island in your desert.
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The You In My Stories
I wish I could bury my insanity in me,
and myself in your embrace,
as the lost men did with the sea.
I wish the siren would sing for me,
as she did for those before,
before the two of us met, on each other's lips,
behind the sun, and the people.
I bought you my heart, from the Merchant of Venice
but it was only the illusion of it,
as it was a stone more than a heart.
In your stories, you are as people see you
but in my stories, the sun gives you his crown
and god worships you, more than you worship him.
I'm rambling again,
but it's true.
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My Stories Of You (chapter six)
Imaginary world where you love me,
beautiful in your girly presence
appears from the memory I did not bury yesterday.
In this land of giants
the stars that fall,
touch your lovely face,
and become the freckles that I passionalely adore.
The bottles of your scented soul,
scattered by those that hurt you,
tempt me to stay, to put you back together,
in this puzzle of a love.
Even here in dreams,
I'm jellous on the ones that were here before me,
but even if their number would have been a hundred
I wouldn't stop wanting you
as a bride of my own.
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Nu si eu
Pasesti afara din viata mea, intr-un loc al tau, unde eu nu te pot urma, nu pentru ca nu as vrea
dar pentru ca tu nu vrei ca eu sa te urmez.
Cred ca ti-e frica, de iubire
sa nu te raneasca din nou,
dar a mea nu e ca a lor,
iubirea mea nu va decide niciodata, ca s-a saturat de tine,
si nici eu, si orice ar crede lumea despre mine,
orice ai crede tu despre mine
nu as fi ales alt pat, in care sa dorm
daca altcineva in afara de tine s-ar afla in el.
Daca ai stii, cat de multe lucruri,
as fi facut pentru tine, cat de mult..
poate atunci ai fi ales sa stai.
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Rainy Day
I wish this rain
to never stop
because my pain
will never drop
even when the sun is up
and all the stains
I'm covered by
controll my life
outside this room
I wish this water
drown's my soul
and wash my body
down to earth
I wish the echo
of their screams
would one day
disappear for good.
I wish my memory of love
would grasp my neck
and brake it.
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My Stories Of You (chapter seven)
In these bizzare worlds of the two,
there are place of impossible blue
where giants glue pieces of you
on me,
in their ritual of love.
Finally! They have managed to cover me, with you.
Here, there are islands that dance with the stars
and love is still born from it's ashes, anew.
In this world without graves
you are a ship and I'm the sea,
and you were made for me.
You love me
and I love you too,
because I'm not the only one that wants the kiss.
I have seen this in my dreams,
I have seen a lot more of you, than any other idiot before me,
for I wasn't afraid to love you beyond the lie.
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My Stories Of You (chapter two.)
I always love you, even though you don't.
Listen: I want to give you the world, and I'm not mad that you don't kiss me anymore.
I'm at war with the parts of me, that you hate. I'm at war with almost all of me.
You look nice and amazing at the same time.
Five years
Not only a medicine man, but
I'll be god
in the arms of my goddess
I promise you!
I was never a liar, like those before me
just a bit sacred and unexperienced
I was the moon that followed you everywhere you went.
I'll return when I'll be able to call myself a god
not to laugh, but
to wear again the kisses I'm now forbidden to have.
I won't be afraid forever.
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Jailer Of A Love (first chapter)
I'm ready to die now
but I'm not really going to die, am I.
I'll just kill my self in order to become a man of the lie,
the kind of hero you seem to adore,
and the ultimate villain of my hate.
It's not you, the reason.
You're just the motif of everything I'd like to write.
It's not easy, but I've decided (I think) ,
I'm not gonna hold up this mountain of a love anymore.
I'll blow it into billions and billions of pieces,
and I'll make myself a castle out of it
to jail love.
The walls will be painted in hues of blue,
as they are your favourite.
But as I just told you, it's not for you.
I just want to be what I'm not.
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My Stories Of You (chapter ten)
They're hunting whales across the universe,
giants made of broken hearts,
born near the lake of time
in the nest of a swan.
They're immovable mountains and yet,
they've fallen in love with you
in every world they went
as their trophies could not match in beauty,
the love of our first kiss.
It started like love
when I said I love you,
but my words didn't fit perfectly in your feathered heart.
I pondered for a bit of time, by the grave that I've made myself,
in your absent love
trying to hate you, but there are others that deserve my hate.
Don't fret lovely, you still have my attention.
In my worlds of love,
I still love you,
more and
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