Fatidicul 17 ianuarie

What dreams may come

Gata.

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Gata virgula gata virgula gata punct virgula
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sublima sublimare...

I don't expect anything

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Interogatii introspecte.

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Mainile sus, trage curentul!

Intre cine si cand
Intre tine si vant
A intrat un cuvant

Sub ganduri de bine
Sub valuri meschine
Te-am ascuns de mine

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What kills you, makes you weaker

That day, That day
What a mess what a marvel
I walked into that cloud again
And I lost myself
And I'm sad, sad, sad
Small, alone, scared
Craving purity
A fragile mind and a gentle spirit

That day, That day,
What a marvelous mess
This is all that I can do
I'm done to be me
Sad, scared, small, alone, beautiful
It's supposed to be like this
I accept everything
It's supposed to be like this

That day, That day
I lay down beside myself
In this feeling of pain, sadness
Scared, small, climbing, crawling
Towards the light
And it's all that I see and
I'm tired and I'm right
And I'm wrong
And it's beautiful

That day, That day
What a mess, what a marvel
We're all the same
But no one thinks so
And it's okay
And I'm small and I'm divine
And it's beautiful
And it's coming
And it's already here
And it's absolutely perfect

That day, That day
When everything was a mess
And everything was in place
And there's too much hurt
Sad, small, scared, alone
And everyone's a cynic
And it's hard and it's sweet
But it's supposed to be like this

That day, That day
When I sat in the sun
And I thought and I cried
Cause I'm sad, scared, small
Alone, strong
And I'm nothing and I'm true
Only a brave man can break through
And it's all okay
Yeah, it's okay

That day, That day
What a mess, what a marveleous mess
We're all the same
But no one thinks so
And it's okay
And I'm small and I'm divine
And it's beautiful
And it's coming
And it's already here
And it's absolutely perfect

So sweet, can you feel it? (Can you feel it?)
Are you here?
Are you with me?
I can feel it
And its beautiful

That day, That day
That day, absolutely perfect

Natalie Imbruglia - That Day
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Mad world

Umilinta si alti demoni

Tarand capul in noroi.
De un picior descult te trag mainile cu degete groase peste bolovani si balti. Unde e demnitatea sufletului de femeie? Unde e siragul de perle si pudra parfumata din alte vremuri?
Cand ai crezut ca ma scapi ai strans mai tare de picior si m-ai tarat prin ciulini.

Asteptand divinitatea intr-o groapa de balegar.

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