I would tell you something about us, about the snow outside, about my love. I would tell you something, anything not to grow silence's grass between us. I would tell you something, what you knew or what I know but the silence's grass started to grow between us and the sounds of the latter word have lost...
2010/12/15
Still hurts
Doare inca. Dar nu`i nimic; ma ridic la loc. Obstacolele sunt facute pentru a le ocoli si a le depasi. Si tu esti unul din ele, chiar daca va mai dura un pic sa te depasesc.
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Dar gandeste-te ca sunt si obstacole, care ne stau in cale toata viata.... Ba chiar mai mult, la fiecare pas facut, ne insotesc... Nu poti scapa cu una cu doua...
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