Poetry - bag flori în iad by Marinescu Victor

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bag flori în iad
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by Marinescu Victor [Lican Tropp ]

2019-11-29 | [This text should be read in romana] |

dumnezeu a explodat în mine înghițind lumea asta de rahat
și mă întrebați dacă eram singur
dacă acum mi-e mai bine
și dacă nu cumva m-am ars dar nu
imaginați-vă
dacă mama mea și dacă tatăl meu ar fi știut
imaginați-vă norii.

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