Vreau sa strig,ca sa ma auziti,
Prin glasul stingher,si ratacit.
Sa imi simtiti zbuciumarea pierduta,
De atitea ori din nou,cazuta.
Cuvintul spus ce are sa vina,
In sufletul lor,v-a aprinde lumina.
Iar eu am sa ramin ,in ceruri straina,
Caci umbra,mi-a fost prigonita in pamintul meu ,gradina.
Am vrut sa pazesc respiratia,aici.
Dar mi-au aruncat trupul,cu o forta de nimici,
Sa cad acum si doar sa va spun,
Durerea din suflet,m-a facut nebun.
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Hello, there! My name is Diana. I was born to inhale words instead of air, to have ink instead of blood, to live thousands of years everything people live in a moment. Since I remember myself, I had this deep connection with the moon, autumn, and woods. I was the sensitive child in the family or the weirdest one. I discovered my passion at an early age, but my wings were broken since I was in high school. Didn't stop flying. Moved to another country , where I had to learn another language in order to express myself.
I am an overexcited person who adores words and struggles with grammar. I write gritty short stories, novels, and poems, holidays articles.
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