whenever i gather what i need to come forward and tell you everything you always walk away. i guess you don't realise that i've been trying to tell you something for quite a while now, but it never seemed to be the right time. don't you know that everytime you walk away or run away you take a piece of me with you there?
Monday, May 17, 2010
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Ma gandesc ca e vremea sa-i spui cu subiect si predicat. Destul cu beletristica, destul cu manusile, fie ele si cu unghii frumoase - VERDE in fata, ca-i de bine, ca-i de rau, nu mai conteaza.
Pune capat.
Daca nu, asta e - Dumnezeu cu tine.
Cu mine va fi mereu.
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