Andrus Cassian Poems

Another night
Another fight to survive
As the days go by
Everybody with blonde hair and blue eyes
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Calling…calling who…
Rose…Rose…Rose…
Does the name belong to her, the one I still finger the touch of her lips upon mine
Does the lonely picture in my pocket portray her, the one I keep resting in my wallet
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Just sit down, let me talk
On second thought, stand up
This is going to sound much better
if we go outside and talk under the tree
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Shallow seas swam standing, running through ripples
exploring exponentially an endless trickle
call it normalcy, why can't it be real
Normalcy, isn't irony what's normal is only subjective, an objective
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It's just...what else could possibly go wrong
Cold afternoon on a warm day
or is it just in my head
I'm just staring up at the sky
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Is it that time again
Is it time once again
for me to stand before this jury
and repeat the words I'm sorry
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Life
I don't know
Life
what do you have in store for me
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...and it's you I see in my dreams
and it's you haunting me into a silent smile
I could shout and voice my misery, hide behind my vacant madness
but it could never shade the fact: I'm in love with you...
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Help! Help me!
I've committed a crime so stupid
Why didn't I listen to the signs
They held 'Forbidden' written in blood
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Again
knocking at my door again
knocking down my door again
impatient and swift
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