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May 2021
How can I put this in a better key?
It must be an honour to be the stupid **** that didn't make it!
Invadors taking and taking and taking...
How can I feel proud when they still can take and I'm still supposed to be okay,
"Let us be humble!" So humble and wise!
Accept the lie of this paradise drowning in tears
Everything they can touch,
Anything they can put a hand on...
Becomes a ruin.
Ruin of the heart and soul, ruin of laughter, ruin of Joy.

The unreachable? they'd ruin...
If only they could.

But who are they. And why do we suddenly want to be just as strong and merciless... and wrong.



Is it wrong to ****? What about letting yourself killed?
*well... Well... well a fountain of tears,
Well realised a truth that hurt once and can Hurt forever just as much
Until shattered into pieces like a piece of glass,
Stardust given to the winds to make it last
As the memory of the wrong that was
And the right that came out of it.
Is it wrong to ****? What about letting yourself killed?


*well... Well... well a fountain of tears: wishes of good hearts to accomplish all miracles.
Theodora Oniceanu
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