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Join me

de B. Andreea

Dream, my friend … dream the life that flows around you … dream the dream o life in death … Come alive … someday … somehow … never … you’re dead. Come alive. Again. Sweet winter of my soul. Sweet...

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I’m getting sentimental over you

de carstea anca-cristina

I said god what’s with my fingerprints sweating tenderness on the edge of the senses? cause you see: somehow, there’s no one in sight and not many tears are to dry. but then it all just flew through...

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My dear Dreamer

de Lorena

Dear Dreamy, I don’t give a shit no more since you left and closed the door... I used to care, used to share but it`s all over now you’ve ruined it somehow... I wish you`d feel the way I feel all...

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maximalizarea plăcerii

de Lesenciuc Teodor

\"A heart is a fragile thing. That\'s why we protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely and why it means so much when we do. Some hearts are more fragile than others... purer somehow, like...

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playing God

de Alina

An introduction to what I’m saying now..? `I’ve missed you` , it’s probably the closest to my feelings and then ..,there’s this picture (from which you , very convenient , cut out somebody ‘ s face )...

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November

de Ovidiu Tarau

It\'s raining in the streets...and in my head, And nobody could stop the falling rain... I can\'t fight anymore with all this pain... I cannot even think - my thoughts are dead - But where in this...

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Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 6 - Mina Murray\'s Journal 24 July. Whitby.- Lucy met me at the station, looking sweeter and lovelier than ever, and we drove up to the house at the Crescent in which they have rooms. This is...

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Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 16 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary It was just a quarter before twelve o\'clock when we got into the churchyard over the low wall. The night was dark, with occasional gleams of moonlight between the...

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Silence

de oana stanescu

I seem to have forgotten that Tomorrow is just another yesterday And that my tears Have already dried out My cry Seems so useless Like begging mercy To a cruel tyrant Who will have his way Anyway And...

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Injectează-mi morfina unor cuvinte

de loredana tudor-tomescu

Injectează-mi morfina unor cuvinte frumoase, De iubire sau nu, Să nu mai doară atât Ruperea mea din pământ, dintre prieteni, din tine... Hai, o singură doză și gata, Ba nu, Make it double So nothing...

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In umbre?

de Marius Sainiuc

1... 2... 3... ... 24... Și așa începe azi... oo oooo oo oooo.Ce-i asta? No sleep No sleep until I´m done with finding the answer Won´t stop Won´t stop before I find a cure for this cancer Adică nu...

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From Paracelsus

de Robert Browning

I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whateer you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fullness; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross...

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I waited for you yesterday since morning...

de Arseny Tarkovsky

I waited for you yesterday since morning, They guessed you wouldn\'t come, Do you remember the weather? Like a holiday! I went out without a coat. Today came, and they fixed for us A somehow...

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Interview with Enrique Iglesias

de A.M. Rika

Enrique Iglesias reaches for the stars with his feet on the ground Enrique Iglesias is the boy next door, someone who grew up doing things quietly, but effectively. Dreaming of becoming a pop star...

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Flowers and Answers

de Coana Loenida

She sat in rapt contemplation of the tiny tender flower she was slowly, methodically destroying. She wondered at how this age-old childhood ritual had come to hold so much importance to her now. “He...

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Amintiri

de Florin DeRoxas

Amintiri vocea ta de inger inca mi-o amintesc, pentru ca nu te-am uitat si inca te iubesc. imi amintesc momente ce am trait cu tine, e tot ceea ce-n viata inca ma mai tine. cuvintele frumoase ce in...

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Portrait of a Lady

de T.S. Eliot

Thou hast committed— Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. I AMONG the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange...

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It was a time of triumph for the morons

de Alexandru Paleologu

Mr. Paleologu, to begin with, let us say that this talk is the result of certain hostile attitudes, especially in the Western media, concerning Mircea Eliade and what we call here “Generation ’27”. I...

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Beyond Good and Evil

de Friedrich Nietzsche

On the Prejudices of Philosophers 1 The will to truth which will still tempt us to many a venture, that famous truthfulness of which all philosophers so far have spoken with respect - what questions...

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Comentariude Lucia Firefly Popescu13 apr. 37042

My love lives at The end of a rainbow One day I\'m gonna Fly there on a firefly High above white angry water With a love song in my heart Someday, somehow I know I\'m gonna get there I\'ve been patien...

la De azi nu voi mai fi Heloise... de Ela Victoria Luca