m-as sinucide intr-o zi.

a nice day to die.

numai muritorii traiesc viata cu adevarat

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8RfOaAj7E5g

my body crawl over late night streets
sick of emptiness ,as the grey skies  ,
killing all the other colors,images of death.
i can not bend pieces ,it hurts.
seeing them falling away , taken by wind
a look at you, leaving , stealing your sights ,
dry colors, i try to remember , dissolving them in red, wine.
there's nothing left of me , only death.

once i lived,it was you ,

 poems sounding from your hair,
over my mind
 dreams in your eyes,
i could fall asleep , and never ..

a drop of summer rain , over a wilderness.
still holding it,.. somwhere inside
braches still surround the sands,
and flowers , blossom over nights .
darkness  quenches my sick body   .

once i lived ,
then i died.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbKOcszcfJI#