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· the unspoken
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2008-02-22 | | I’m lost in confusion Falling through the night Wasting my life for a crazy illusion Chasing after my dreams, believing it’s right I have lost my orientation long ago I’m hearing disillusions’ broken screams What I’m after I no longer know I’m following the road to the emperors of ice-creams Slices of my dreams lay scattered on the floor Waiting to be put back together again I’m waiting for somebody to take a peek from the door To see me jumping off the train Falling through the night Disappearing into the furious rain To my fragmented dreams holding on tight Leaving some wondering whether I’m still sane
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