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miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1601

Toate au un pret

In rai nu mai intru ca m-am vazut de-a stanga Lui

Oricate lacrimi am dat in toti acesti ani...

Cu toate ca am vrut binele oricui...

Lumina si apa doar pentru cine are bani.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1602

Poate ca nu am acum ce sufletul meu cere...

Dar fiecare dimineata e o noua inviere.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1603

Singur sau cu voi?

Macar n-as mai fi intepat de ace...

Ranile s-ar vindeca in ploi...

Sufletul s-ar bucura de pace.

Dar fara tine - Inger scump - oare ce m-as face?

Oare ce m-as face?

Editat Joi 3 sep 2015 19:43

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1604

Judecata e-un cutit

Judecata e-un cutit

Pentr-un trai trist - imputit...

La ce mai plang... cand n-am putut sa imi aleg eu propriul rost?

Mai mort decat in lumea asta niciodata nu am fost.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1605

Conditia umana

Pentru rai de mic ma chinui zi de zi cu level up...

Dar de rele si ispite parca nu mai pot sa scap...

Si de-aceea las in urma orice vis ce l-am avut...

M-am trezit ca-s printre draci si ca ei si eu cazut...

Totusi Tatal s-a-ndurat sa ne dea hrana - vesminte...

Cand ranesti ca ai pacate sa-ti aduci si tu aminte.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1606

Adio mie

Iisus mi-a zis si m-a durut:"ai fost un avatar mai bun"...

Nu mai cred nimic si-n nimeni... Adio mie! Atat mai spun.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1607

Trist

Nu vad decat oportunism...

Macar inainte se rotea planeta...

Democratie vs. Comunism?

N-au suferit altii destul cand a plans flasneta?

Lumea toata se transforma...

Alta viata,-alta platforma.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1608

Amintiri

Ea si numai Ea

Era frumoasa mea..

Era ploaia ce cadea

Si Soarele ce rasarea..

Era codrul ce canta

Si apele din crang..

O floare ce-mi iesea

In cale sa o strang..

Si Ea ma bucura

Si ma facea sa sper..

Era Soarele Pamantului

Si Luna de pe cer.

miracovdicov3.521 mesaje#1609

Dear Corey

poem in proza

I'm Purity. I live a real tragedy. In 2005 falling in love with a girl and I fell properly. Because my only hope left me behind just like that my life was hell for real. Drunken mates that made fun of me. Test by test to hard for a soul that he wanted just to live and love.. but didn't new it is a long hard road out of hell. So I made a scar on my left hand. The cut that will never heal. It is a hill there. Awake for 4-5 days in the top of the hill I saw a light dove above. I though it was hallucination. A beautiful butterfly came to my hands. The night falls slowly and Luceafarul appears on the sky. But I wasn't so afraid.. I though it will be ok. I came again to the town and the sky was full of stars... A sexy women appear in front of me but she was disgust. In the morning in sanatory. I suffered so hard. There I so teenagers like me but now I know they were posessed - not on medicine. Just listen Agathodaimon - Led Posedes and you will understand better. And being in very pain I pusshed the window with my mind. I'd though again it was hallucination but... it wasn't. An angel from there helped me and said if I will make what they said I will escape from there. And so it was... Time passed and for 8 years I fighted with their "medicine". So I just wanted to be again a normal guy. But again... Now more deep... In Sodoma. I knew I made some stupid things but I was on "medicine". Somehow Jesus appear... but it wasn't old... it was just a kid very sad. I asked him why he is so sad... and he said cause he didn't feel nothing... and he put his hand on his heart. And I asked him to allmost crying:"and you don't want to be happy?"... So I escape from there... but again like in a nightmare to another sanatory. And all I wanted in that morning was just to see my mother. I'm not insane at all. Now I'm home but it's not so cool. It's like in the prison. I sleep naturally now... I want to go out but I can't. I think this is the real life. When you must live by yourself and you found that you don't have so many options cause you was judged and people... demons... aliens... the last two I don't know for shure right now who are demons and aliens... surround you like undead hordes and don't want even let you die in peace... this is right? I cry when angel deserve to die... me. In this place it rains only when I'm sad. I have a teeshort with a cross on the face. Fighting for my life the same cross appeared on the back. A little demon or a little alien - girl it wasn't cause she was to intelligent... said me that I'm a genious and I reply sadly:"Geniu Pustiu". When I was kid I fall from the stairs on the rosses. A little kid to survive from that? The sky was black here for many days. The stars appeared in this night again... I know for shure are not satellites or some alien ships. Damn! So beautiful! I feel alive again...

I just want to live a normal life. I didn't wanted to say Purity. I wanted just to say that your song - I mean Snuff - it's Pure like the snow. I know you are a very good artist and I know you steel have this beautiful feeling... LOVE. I'm not an android facade. I don't want to fight with anyone. I'm just a kid who fell in the roses...

PS. Deci lasati Oraselul Copiilor in pace.

Editat Mar 8 sep 2015 03:08

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