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You are scaredYou are scared: poem for my beloved:The fear is strong,Strong to lose your mind,Strong to no longer know who we are,Strong enough to reject the one we like best.You have fear,You're afraid to have regrets,You fear the gaze of others,You're afraid of not being loved.The one that I loved before,She was very frightened,She did not want to confront,She lost me.I wanted to help,She insulted me,Thus she wanted me to get away,So that I won't know the truth.The truth I've found it,After several years,After thinking,My conclusion is that she must be sad.The fear makes you sad,You have already cried,Before me your tears flowed,You're excused,But you don't have anything to make me forgive you.I want to help you,Because there is nothing worse in this world,That being sad.You don't know what to do?Let yourself guide.You can not live forever without regret,And yet you want so it hard!I love you,You love me,And yet,You rejected me.I do not think so,Whether the re
A little song that speaks of..A little song that speaks of youIt starts with a la,A long la,The one that shows that I am here close for you,The one that says that this is where I must be,It's the la who says that you are there and me here.Then there is a do,A do round,A do we want to caress,A do we want to kiss.And even a mi,A mi as the breadcrumbs,Tender and delicious,A mi as a miracle,That you are so beautiful when you smile,But a mi as a but,To be silent.No acceleration,No slowdown,Only constant pace,In this little song that speaks of you.Let's continue with a re,As in reason,You have it even when you flirt with the heavens,As in restaurant,Where I am going to bring you to enjoy,As in reactivating,The pump of your heart,The one who makes it thump.Sol,I like this one,It warms me,Same as you when you tell me sweet words,Solitude,I don't like this oneAs now in my bed without you,Solidarity,Always,As the links in a chain.Fa finally,As in joke,What you love to do every day,As
Heart seeingYou cannot see what is in front of you,You can only feel it.All your life is black,But sometimes a rainbow,Appears in darkness.Unfortunately it disappears too quickly,Replaced by large clouds brought by the wind,You're fighting to bring back the sun.It appears when you work,These ingenuous souls that you guide towards the right path,The path of the heart.Because due to your blindness,You have more control over your other senses.The hearing,You know how to listen to people,And that few people can.Or faint to be able to.The speech,It is golden when it leaves your mouth.It brings comfort,And inner peace.The heart,It is ubiquitous in you,And guide all your actions.He can see better than the eye of an eagle,If the intentions of your interlocutors,Are hostile or friendly.And that eyes can not see,Your judgement is true,It is not distorted by any clothing,Too surprising,Or any hairstyle,Who would scare.You do not stick a label,You do not know the color,The p
From pillow to sleepFrom pillow to sleepAh,What an awesome feeling!To rest my head on my pillow,It's so soft,So comfortable.When I'm with him,I feel happy,Relaxed,Inspired,Then I close my eyes,And my mind start,To think about the day,About yesterday,About him,About her,About everything,It's the best moment,To relax,To enjoy life,Or just to dream...
A tearBrowsing this channel a tear clean us.It's a reflection of our deep emotions.It often shows when we're in pain, but less in joy.It has a salty taste, much like the seaWhen I see youI too will have a tear that'll flow along my eye and fall to the ground to seal our love for ever.Some have their hands forever etched in concrete.Me it's my tear that I want to etch.For whenever you look to the ground,You'll say to yourself that it's here that we have met for the first time.That day is still in less than thirty moons,However I would like it to happen now.I would like to travel into your eyes.Take as you and with you the path that will lead us to your home.Where I could as a child rest on a bed of roses lined with jasmine.I'll listen to the walls to know everything about your story,I'll ask the stars to tell me their stories.And they'll tell me that there's only you in the world.This world that we created,In which we want to live,Dying to be reborn as beneficial spirits.
A blogA blog to read,A blog to write,A blog to express,A blog to live,The days of the diary is finished!Long live the era of intimate blog!Thousands pictures I'll have,Thousands discussions I'll provoke,Thousands opinions I'll argue,A thousand years I'll live!Far from the thousand,But close to everyone,I have one year today,Thanks to you all!
AnitaAnitaIt's a beautiful name,It sounds like an angel,A little star powder,And you're going,Where?I do not know,But I know it will be good,Maybe the place,Is visible only to you,Will you show me the way?When you're not there,I think of you,I meet with you in dreams,You that I especially like,You're there for me,You've a great goodness of soul,I'll see you soon,Out of my dreams,And running towards me.
DollDollinanimate body,Taking life,Under the hands of the craftsman,Then chosen by the child,Who gives her a heart,Who would never separate,Then time passes,And from the shelf,Where she proudly throne,She observes,The child grow,Then one day,It will descend of this podiumWhere for a time,She had a shape,She had a heart,She had a goal.