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My daughter
poezie [ ]

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de [Clevian ]

2008-03-07  | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english]    | 



I was surprised to find out,
my morning was arrested for breaking and entry.
It seems, SHE tried to rob,the sleep
from two children.
Beside this, SHE attacked right at midnight.
Her victims will remember that moment,
as the most sadistic and earliest morning,
they've ever seen.

The lawyer of the night came to me,
asking to pay the damages my morning did.
I told him, SHE is not my daughter
but he said, morning was blaming me,
for a poor education and lack of love,
and SHE only did this crime,
so I pay some attention.

I went to the police station
to see, my so called daughter.

She was so glorious, sitting on the bench,
with marks of sunrise and shading clouds,
all over her face.

I realized SHE was a teenage morning.

I didn't know what to speak,
I was only staring and suffocating inside...
But then, she says something that wakes me up..
" I only wanted to sleep, during the nights,
It's something I never had, I can't buy sleep
and I realized I can't even use the sleep I've stolen...
I'm immune to sleeping"

She was full of sorrow,
she was only a child.

I've asked her, if she really is my daughter
and she said:
"You silly one, You're the noon,
of course you are my father,
and Mother is evening.

I was stuck in my own thoughts,
but after a while i told her,
if the night is some kind of relative to us
and she said:
"Night is grandmother".

So, this means, her grandmother sued me and asked me to pay?!

"Come, sweet morning, it's almost Noon,
let's have lunch."














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