sâmbătă, 7 mai 2011



If black is the heart of darkness,
my coffee is full of either demons
or stars.
They say red is nothing but the Devil-
are his children,
risen from both fire and earth.
Love is sacred,lust is filthy,
women are weak,men are almighty
and the world is flat-
am I wrong?
"Be like us and you'll survive!"
-say the eyes of every person
that walks by-
"To break the mould is to be stigmatized!".
My friend,
my enemy,
my dearest fool,
there are boxes and there are roads-
don't encage your mind,
don't throw away your freedom!
Just so you know:
words hurt just as much as thorns.

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