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...
2010/12/03
biouaraiengi
si plictiseala e tot ce vad in jurul meu...singurul cuvant ce`mi vine in minte e "plictiseala". Toata lumea e lipsita de chef la ora asta si in ziua aceasta de final de saptamana. B O R I N G...
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