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   "Ploua incet, picurii se scurg pe geamul mic si inghesuit, picuri reci si obositi, uitati... e liniste, e murdar si absent...
   Chipul ei statea ascuns in palmele lui, palmele ce odinioara au iubit-o... a iubit-o...
   E atat de liniste si distant, atata emotie irosita pe hartii ce nu vor sa fie citite, iubire neimpartasita, iubire aruncata pe un moment...
   Fara curaj de a se privi in ochi, o rusine ce nu isi are rostul... ce si-a platit costul...
   Dar nu a iubit-o..."

                                           Dor Amar - 2014


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The one

From all the men I've met.
From all the men that I have seen.
My heart decided to love the one that doesn't love!

The man that looks at me like I belong to him! The man that took all of me, Meat and pain, Leaving my bloody heart to die in vain...

What have I learned

What have I learned about myself?
On those lonely nights with you?
On those wet of tears pillows,
Under your sweat and heartbeat?

I've learned that I don't belong there,
Or you with me.
I've learned that I'm to weak
And that you can crush me at any time.

I've learned that one sided love is never enough
As long as the other person projects its fears to the other.
My love it's to weak for you.
But it will always be there, as it always was!

An end

Summer in my hair,
Winter in my heart.
I've waited for you in the dark. Poison and despair.
I have done my part. I have given you my heart!