Cristina Geanta (19 04 1984 / Romania)
i want to look into the happy eyes of the past
and humilliate myself between tears of self pity..
go suffocate on the moon.. little, stupid and proud..
i'm staying here to kill a rose with my present..
i'm staying here with the flames from my eyes...
go there, so the moon will be full..
if you ever find your way home
know i've killed the rose... and i'm alone in a boat...
on my tears..
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