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Posted: January 2, 2007 in cand lumea din jurul tau doare

a jar full of butterflies… a girl… a colored balloon and the sun… a step, two steps… (stop! stop i say! stay away from the butterflies, they will hurt your stomach and your heart, they’ll feed your mind with useless lies and make you cry… fool! go ahead! do it! open it…be merciful, set them free and you will find yourself trapped in their game…) 

people invading the streets from everywhere… speed… and stillness… everything is black and white…mostly grey… 

one attempt… hectic blue butterflies with golden dust… a look inside… a smile and a second attempt… a world continuously moving, without looking up at the sun… one last glance at the lid… 

one step back… (just run, don’t look back!)  butterflies in the sun………. glass on the pavement, a finger cut, a tear in the right eye… clouds of butterflies… continuous movement of the world… cold… dark grey… one drop of sun here and there… red lips… butterflies dust in the air… clouds… sun… winds… calm breeze… a drop of water on the eye lashes… steps, quick steps… a balloon flying freely in the skies… a lid glowing on the pavement… running… tears leaving tracks… looking behind… locks of blonde hair slopped with tears…

                                                                                                        posted by …|me|…

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