Cristina Geanta

Rookie (19 04 1984 / Romania)

Details - Poem by Cristina Geanta

what was on your mind?
'i can't touch her with cold hands'
between us was not the place for tenderness
still you couldn't help it..

small traces of a gentle soul left to bother me
always something new to remember..

it would have been so much easier just to hate you
i guess honesty buys your way out of anything
now there is nothing you could do wrong.

besides.. nothing is about me
no use taking it personal.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, September 12, 2011

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