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?...
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