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Gladiators for clowns
Heroine of love, tangling our hearts with barb wire,
made of gold and human emotion
until I enter you, and you enter me,
like blind bats in a cave,
fighting each other like gladiators in the world's arena
entertaining clowns, with our blood.
You have your hundred swords prepared,
I only have a wooden shield.
It does not matter, life was never righteous for the two of us
in the matters of love.
Secretly wishing you'd understand my pain, I write curious things
in secret love letters, that are never meant to be seen
by the hate, or love, of your friends.
Bravely ignoring you outside this room,
like I could rule the world at any time,
I'm boundlessly pained
by the absence of your absence
in the life I have no more,
where You were my heroine.
poem
by
Serban Raducu Bogdan
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