Obsidian

linistea s-a spart

in doua parti egale

in inima mea

o otrava curge acum

prin vene

inima neagra

din ochii verzi

suflet gol, putrezit

inima sparta in bucati de liniste

in doua parti egale

in trei parti

in patru parti total inegale

lamai verzi si capsuni galbene

o camera pustie

plina de praf, un geam atarna

spart intr-o parte

miroase a lamai verzi

si a inima neagra

atat ai lasat in urma

voi rupe hartia stergand cu furie

scrisul tau deloc citet

n-ai putut scrie pentru mine

inteleg

si ma uit prosteste in sus

si vad o luna alba

mare de tot

goala de tot

nimic in ochii tai verzi

goi de tot

luna e oarba

a incetat sa ma mai caute.

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