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■ iubindu-mă, toamna
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In the end what matters when you are just one of the others who fell in love with the same person? Nothing new to the one, but tears from Heaven to you, dear human unable to control the song inside your heart. Whos fault is it when you fall in love? It is blinder than it can be as you can forgive so many things, compromises as often as you breathe, just because you are in love. When has the parfume become a pulse accelerating drama? What happens when you get out of bed and realize that he/she is the one you will love forever? Forever, I like this word. How will you ever be able to draw the line between friendship and love when what you have inside is no match for reality? How do you act in order not to scare the other and ruin a day, a week, a lifetime? You shouldnt be just one of the others, youve been through enough. Its merely
I
love
you, yeah merely. One month and a week
you will surrender your soul for its been enough, tired, sleep
forever.
Sunday, 02 December , 2007 19:25:12
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