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Se sting luminile. Se inchid ferestrele
Si se asteapta praful sa se astearna.
Nu mai e nimic, puteti pleca acasa.
Spectacolul s-a terminat printr-o pana de curent.

Poti la fel de bine sa ramai. In intuneric
De-asteapta fanfare sau tancuri mi-e totuna
In bezna suntem cu totii ce eram la inceputuri
Nimicul ce-l creeam si ne creeaza intruna.

Si nu ne mai ramane decat sa scriem stihuri
Si sa descriem bezna in treizeci de culori
Sa scriem o piesa in care punem o oglinda in fata tuturor
Ca sa priveasca o sala goala. Buna seara.
©2006-2010 ~anomia-grey
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Doamnelor si Domnilor, aceasta poezie
Nu a fost scrisa voua, ci mie.

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:iconcellardoor101:
si mie :D the show must go on :)

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Voices tell me strike the match and burn it all to hell / Voices tell me I could watch if I promise not to tell
:iconanomia-grey:
of course you are my evil side, the little devil standing on my shoulder screaming "SLAP OR BE SLAPPED!!!!" :evillaugh:

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If on a winter's night a traveler...
:iconcellardoor101:
EXACTLY:rofl::rofl::rofl:

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Voices tell me strike the match and burn it all to hell / Voices tell me I could watch if I promise not to tell
:iconcartof:
foarte misto. fraza ta ma captiveaza. fascineaza. ma face sa gandesc... intr-un cuvant : "ruleaza" :)
:iconanomia-grey:
hey thanks man, ma bucur ca-ti place si ti-a declansat un nou train of thought :boogie:

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See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.

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