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· Dan Coman and Serban Axinte, Sunday, Novemeber 23rd, 2008 at Deko’s Literary Circle
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-06-06 | | 'You melt me to the floor with just one look, I'll sail any ocean to show my devotion... If only I could open up your eyes And get your attention, a better dimension! Connect your inner line and tell me that you're mine! I'm talking to you Through my heart, Talking to you, girl... Just tell me where to start!' (Jakob Sveistrup - Talking to you) Sometimes, reality is more than you can ever imagine... And when what you always wished for is right down at your feet, Normally, you would have to be quite mad to push it away... You did that... I did not know what was to come... ......................................... Your imprint on the silver Christmas candles And New Year's Eve sweet broken bottle of champagne... Your perfume still on your Valentine's Day gift... The picture of you haunting my mind, my veins... The Vangelis CD is still running in my temples, I hear our kiss, I hear our whispers and our tears... The moonlight shines over your face...not like before... It shines no more. The echo of your smile is sealed inside my hand, Collected train tickets are now just lost inside my soul... Images, words, melodies, feelings...break, break, break... The picture of you haunting my breath, my dreams... The Easther light still shining bright, so bright... Reflected from our eyes, through time, into my shrine And all the special places where we've been Are calling me, are calling me, are calling me... No more!!!!! From crystal cups in which you said there was pure love, You poured black venom on my lips... Your lips were cold, my heart turned old...suddenly... As you withered among all the flowers I had ever given you. You were 'my love phenomenon'... Unfortunately for me, I did not saw that beyond that angel figure of yours Hides an entire legion of demons... I've tried to make you better (I've wrapped myself in lies), A day was full of fire, another day was ice... I did not know that 'painted tombs' could dance so well...and still...trance dance! You were always another... No revenge (although my tears are on your hands)... Strong regrets...for all that was, For all that...will never be again... Memories do kill. ........................................... 'I woke under cover of darkness, Looked up into the television sky Tonight... I wondered through the city alone This rain wouldn't stop, I couldn't dry my eyes, I cried... Who is the one to blame? Why is that you never said ...when the feeling left ...if you were through with me? While my eyes were looking at the ground I could see pictures of you floating all around... I didn't doubt...' (ATB - The autumn leaves) Now, listening to all the songs we used to listen together... I do not smile,...I do not dance,...I cry... I can not leave, I can not even stay... For everything reminds me...of you.
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