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Iulia Velicu Poems
In a small desolate room I am sitting all alone I keep thinking 'soon..' Knowing he has never shown.
I cry out of pleasure And I get it full A pool, as a treasure Or a treasure as a pool?
It is said the sky will throw down rocks As there is one last diamond left, Kept safe in it's little deep red box Yet humans want it cleft.
In a storm of yellow fallen leaves A pure snow white doll slowly walks, She is heading to where the cruel demon lives Trough a hoarde of majestic black hawks.
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In a small desolate room
I am sitting all alone
I keep thinking 'soon..'
Knowing he has never shown.
They wanted to torture me,
Took away my heart.
I no longer am free
Nor can I tear apart.
A mirror is standing
Revealing my fears
I can also see them landing..
My crimson red tears.
I am their beautiful puppet
Dressed in a white pure skin
I can hear the deafness of their trumpet
It is me they shall redeem.
Whose puppet am I?
Why is there no one with me?
If i were my master, I'd cry..
Why wouldn't he set me free? ...