Pe frontul de est nimic nou

Vama Veche – Epilog. piesa veche, care m-a leganat mult timp, pe care am soptit-o mult timp, ridicata azi la gradul de principiu vital. dragoste, armonie si pace, oricat de prafuite ar suna in constiinta noastra.

~ de downtownjesus pe martie 16, 2009.

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Sunt unii care vor respecta dragostea. Sunt prea mulţi care nu o vor face.

HappyMask a spus asta la martie 17, 2009 la 15:03 | Răspunde

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Flo-pe-afara

Retarded, disfigured clown

Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes, Lessons learned then gradually surfacing, Letting go, stripping naked to scream. I am not perfect, nor do I strive to be, I am alive in this world of face-first falls and public breakdowns, I'm a retarded, disfigured clown. Dying to be heard for the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall, I'm an equal being of no race or color, A hallucination if you will, Sneaking into the lives of strangers and letting them fall apart To a new rhythm, just to feel better. (Blue October)