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Marius Andrei Zoican |
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Have you ever seen the maze?
Have you understood ?
Twenty million ways to choose
I can’t say which is good.
One drop of blood
Running to boiling core.
Cold as a winter at North Pole
Still burning like stones of Hell.
It’s rising against you
So surprised you are
Have nothing else to do
But to rise against it, too
A struggle that no one can win
Still, you’re feeling defeated – why ?
Second drop of blood
Running to the boiling core.
Warmful as the Mediterranean spring
Healing angels come from Heaven
Covering soul with harmony
Turning watch lights down
Feeling of certitude
Before never fulfilled
While heart’s rising upwards
Judgement’s left behind
Afraid to follow instincts – Why?
Two drops of blood
Still same in essence
So different in appearance
Which one is real and which is not
Dragging, pushing away,
Rejecting, attracting,
Hot, freezing and hot again
Blood’s dragging me against my will
Will I fall? Do I want to find?
Breaking into millions pieces
Following the ways
Starting through the maze
Melting into life
Outcome never reached.
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