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Είσαι το ναρκωτικό μου
Το παραδέχομαι
Όσο μακρία σου κι αν τρέξω
Όσο κι αν υποκρίνομαι πως δεν σε χρειάζομαι,
πως σ'έχω ξεγράψει
Μία σου λέξη αρκεί για να επιστρέψω
Να υποκύψω
Να εξαρτηθώ
Είμαι εξαρτημένη από τις λέξεις σου
Αυτές τις λέξεις που με το ζόρι μοιράζεσαι
που μόνο τις βλέπω και ποτέ δεν τις ακούω
Δεν μου αρκεί πλέον αυτό
Θέλω να δω εσένα
Θέλω να σε αγγίξω,
να σε ακούσω
Και θέλω τόσα ν' ακούσω απ'τ χείλη σου,
που δεν μπορείς να φανταστείς 
Γιατί εσύ είσαι το ναρκωτικό μου,
οι λέξεις σου είναι οι δόσεις μου
κι εγώ είμαι απλά εξαρτημένη

I haven't been posting much recently, have I?
Well, I didn't really have time, especially during the first half of this year..
Besides, I prefer handwriting!
sigh..and I still haven't gotten over the fact that I lost my precious notebook!!!
It was the "work" of a lifetime lol
Maybe that was the sign for a new beginning!
Though I haven't been writting that much and I also haven't written anything that good since then....
However.. truth is... so many things have happened since then!
since then!
since then...
since when??

[to my inexistent readers lol]

Grey Poem / pLastiq

THERE IS SUN
AND THERE IS RAIN
THERE IS ALWAYS THE MIDNIGHT CRAVE


THERE ARE SMILES 
AND THERE ARE TEARS
IT'S THIS LONELINESS I FEAR


THERE ARE THOUGHTS I NEED TO CLEAR
THERE IS A PLACE I CAN'T GO NEAR
AND I FIND MYSELF JUST WAITING


THEN A GREY POEM UNRAVELS . . . 


THERE WAS SUN 
AND THERE WAS RAIN
BUT THERE WAS NEVER A MIDNIGHT CRAVE


NOW THE SMILES
HAVE TURNED TO TEARS
IT'S THIS LONELINESS I FEAR


THERE ARE THOUGHTS I NEED TO CLEAR
THERE IS A PLACE I CAN'T GO NEAR
AND I FIND MYSELF JUST WAITING 


THEN A GREY POEM UNRAVELS . . .