Draga Miruna, a trecut un an...

Ieri am vrut cu orice pret sa fac abstractie totala de faptul ca este 30 ianuarie, insemnand ca a trecut un an de la acea ultima umbra a curcubeului.
De la acea "Plecare spre tarmuri necunoscute" care a ramas intiparita in memoria celor care au cunoscut-o pe Ruxi...

Odihneste-te in pace, suflet cald si frumos!

Blighted dreams... Fuck off! I'm offline...

This is the way I feel now...

I had nine lives but I lost all of them
And I've been searching in the night
And I've been searching in the rain
I tried to find them
But they disappeared
They walked away they dressed in black
They left my side and all I say
Is that I wasted time
When I looked for them
For now i know that things gone past
Are never to be found again
I had nine lives
But lost all of them

I had a plan
But never finished it

And I've been searching for the thought

And I've been searching in a haze
I try all days
To remember it
But now the blueprint in my mind has gone
My mind forgot the colour of direction
And my eyes they see the hands
That could have bulit
That could have constructed

The empire in my mind

The empire
I'll never find
I had a plan
But that was where ït ended...