O reinterpretare a poeziei “Feminine rage” In the looking glass, I fix my gaze. Contemplations carve, etching deep within. A body marred by flaws, a canvas stained: Yearning […]
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Elegy for the Departed
Poți pleca, Dar nu uita, ce am fost Ce am simțit. Lăsând ușa deschisă, eliberându-te de noi. De ce am trăit. Poți pleca, dar nu uita Istoria existenței […]
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A Shapeshifter’s dream: the journey of becoming someone else.
I found myself indulging in the fantasy of experiencing someone else’s life. Imagining the voyage of my aspirations, the journey of becoming my ideal self, was entirely enchanting. […]
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Always silver, never gold
It is just a mere feeling of despair knowing that it is not fair, to always be the second option. Almost chosen, yet never enough Too bland to […]
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Feminine rage
I stare at the mirror in front of me. Thoughts cutting deep: a body stained by imperfections, society’s demand to be perfect outlined in my mind All because […]
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A so-called ‘perfect’ day.
There is a mystical and illusive concept, a day so perfect that it defies the borders of reality, hidden in the odd fiber of our lives, where the […]
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What was I made for?
I used to wonder every day, what wonders the world kept hidden from those who did not dream enough. I hoped that someday I would find my place, […]
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The untouchable perfection
I usually seek success. Push myself to the point of exhaustion to feel Satisfied. Endless tears, Senseless nights, and days But never enough. – idyllic diaries.