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dear-god
dear-god
We born we die We fall we rise We lose we fight We erase we try We hurt we cry We drown we slide We blame we smite We live we write
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 5:46 PM UTC
w VS e
You are with me the whole time But you know, I'm not worrying anymore I will always have a place, here in my heart We are always be connected.
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
Don't worry, I'm Here Now
I'm blind without a main road, the only thing that keeps me walking is the craving, the last thing I have. That desire that is taking me to ruin but it will be also my salvation, to be born again like a phoenix from the ashes. The hankering will be the key to redemption and the hope that won't, doesn't want, die, yet..
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
Craving
Sei, Quegli occhi pieni di ricordi e speranza Quella dolcezza che non vuole apparire Quell'emozione che si fa sentire Quel calore misto a protezione Quel sorriso che mi è entrato nel cuore. Sei, Quel sapore che non ** mai assaggiato Quella poesia che non ** scritto Quella parola che non ** mai detto Quella mano che non ** afferrato Quel bacio che non ** mai dato.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC
Sei
Shiver yet, like it was the first time fear, distress, sorrow, That thin cut in the heart... memories of a hand folded.
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
Hands
Tremare ancora, come se fosse la prima volta, paura, angoscia, dolore, Quel taglio sottile nel cuore.. Ricordi di una mano raccolta.
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC
Mani
*The hands can say a thousand words, if only they were able to understand them.*
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 3:55 PM UTC
Hands Thought
*That irrational gesture of love had cut the strings of the heart, and I knew that nothing would have been as before.*
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 4:56 AM UTC
Untitled
Two lines that are not perfectly parallel sooner or later will end up clashing or moving away.
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Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 12:38 PM UTC
Two Lines (a love metaphor)
You have only one chance in your life, just make it last.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
Once at once