Las rana sa se usuce in a mea suflare,
Si tainic,eu ascund un freamat de oftare.
Ma prefac ca nu simt nimica,si ca nu aud ceva,
Dar acum vreau sa tac,atunci voi striga.
Si cite vene rosii oi fi sa am in ochi,
Aceleasi ritmuri mute,ce opreste inima in loc.
Tacere si teama,sa fie luate impreuna,
Azi am sa tac,macar pentru o luna.
Si se aud pin spate,glasuri rascolite-n frunza,
Ori crede sau nu,ca ii aud ca-o muza.
Lovita si parasita,intr-un pas facut,
Azi nu simt nimica,caci vine o zi in scurt.
Merg pe pamint si nimeni nu ma simte,
Zimbesc sau pling,rivnituri fara cuvinte.
Dar am sa las sa ma auda,sa ma simt intr-un cing.
Atuncia,caci atuncia eu am sa strig.
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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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