Linda, de ce e totul atat de negru?

October 30th, 2011 § Leave a Comment

Ramas singur pe strada, chiar doare tare acum dupa ce am realizat. Nu ma intreba de ce sunt inconjurat de intuneric. De ce scriu negru si de ce scuip venin. Nu am raspuns. Stiu doar ca vreau sa ma opresc in a mai ma otravi cu placeri. Vreau sa fiu fericit si impacat cu mine insumi.

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Un copil in mocirla, si un robinet pe piedestal.