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Mischievous passion I'm not allowed to miss you
Nor follow past desires you lit up in my heart
I wish I were your phantom to haunt at day lest perchance
At night your soul should fathom the scope of my own part.

I tried in words of kindness to trick you into hatred
Yet I condemn this recess with glares and disbelief
I'm prostrate in admission of sin, of thoughts and actions
That led to hurt and nuisance. I'm shackeled as mischief.

I'm caching all my feelings. They just kept us apart.
It all adds up to nothingness and solitude of heart.

epistemic arrogance

s-au rupt norii.

cadem inspre pamant
si nu ne pasa
ce ne asteapta jos.

ne tinem strans de mana
dar nu de teama,
caci am uitat
ce'nseamna
sa nu stii.

devii lumina
iar strangerea de mana
e tunet rupt din cer
un zambet mut pe buze
acopera tacerea
iubirile nu's demoni...
au sange, viata... pier