Treasure Island

Claudiu Hordila


My evil...


I've met the devil... laughed with him...
we've bound each other's anthem...
we shared some moments, most of them intimate...
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  • Claudiu Hordila (2/23/2013 4:47:00 PM)

    the lyrics could suffer during the process and I wouldn't want to miss those rhymes... but if you can, improve them... (Report) Reply

  • Jenna Believer (2/23/2013 1:56:00 PM)

    Beautiful!
    Because it's simple and to the point, and still manages to carry style! The poem brings to the mind (and more) of the reader a frame of mind that most have stood against...
    Some verse, if I may suggest so, could be corrected into better and thus more persuasive English.
    Do you translate your poems or do you write them in English at once? Nevertheless, I must show my appreciation – your message is strong and only emphasized by style. (Report) Reply

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