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Tell me why do I cry when you are not here? The pain… I told you that I have always felt pain. All my life I have been hurt by different people or different situations. I have cried and the pain was

I don’t know exactly why I am writing all of these. I already confessed that I don’t know how to write about happiness… I just don’t know how, I have never felt it before. All my life I have been

How do I explain all of this that I am feeling? I guess I don’t know how. I am so good at writing about the way that I hurt because that is the only thing I have experience with, it’s the only

I must say I never thought that I will be able to go through this. And yes, when you decide that love is just not worth it… I was listening to a song and it went like: keep bleeding love. Well I

And I can say that finally I have discovered the truth and what I have discovered is not what I was hoping. But what I know at this very moment is that everything that they were saying… lies… all…

I met this spotted cat once. You could tell when she hated and when she loved. But wait, could you tell? I don’t know anymore. Did you ever imagine melted chocolate dripping on the skin? I saw that.

I once read that to commit suicide meant proving that the future is as irreversible as the past. Maybe. You kill yourself to show that you were alive. Someone once said that you don’t exist if nobody

Somehow I guess I never stoped hiding Somehow what happened was my dream Somehow what I hoped not to remember Somehow found it’s way back up to haunt Someday I will release myself from

That’s just it, I am lost …lost in me, deep inside, and I just don’t remember how I was anymore, I just don’t know how I should be or how should I behave … I guess I just got lost and that I am not

Once again I lie here Just losing my mind I guess it’s all I know to do Since the day that I was destroyed Remember that I was like her And that I wanted to give you my all I needed to set

How beautiful he flyes… How wide he spreads his wings… How magnific he can be… It’s just the crane, you know? How beautiful she smiles… How lovely are her strings… How innocent ahe can

And I feel my heart beating Like the water beats the river stone And I feel my brain pulsing Like when an angel is flying What an idea! Listen… Suddently I thought I saw you That, by a miracol,

• God is in a smile. • God is in a tear. • God is in a flower. • God is in a touch. • God is in a heart. • God is in a gesture. • God is in a soul. • God is in a child. • God is in

Their eye is open But they can’t see right Their heart is broken By the shadow of the light…! There is no end to this beginning No chance to make it right Why there is no seeing Of the

There is a soul outthere So simple and so pure Can you see it outthere And does it have the cure? You have to search outthere To see it how it shines Can you obtain it outthere And can

How sad it seems this day without you but I can take it lover of bitter sobs and sweet in the same time because I still hope that by irony you are already mine and only I don’t know, only I can’t

You wished me all the best when you made me suffer, but it wasn’t so, it was worst then pain. What can be worst? Loving alone… And I remained thinking at all the days you used to love me. It was so

Such beauty in their shape The proud stacks of hay I never change my heart And never do they... Such innocence you see The pure stacks of hay I never change my soul But do they?... I