tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52919887162727978382024-03-04T20:00:10.183-08:00●ριηgυιηѕ ℓυν ƒιηєттι●Fericirea e contagioasă. :x Zâmbeşteeeee. Orice ar fi. Priveşte apusul şi răsăritul ca şi cum ar fi ultimul. Bucură`te de fiecare clipă. Trăieşte momentul care te face fericit.ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-37477885889956399522009-10-12T10:19:00.000-07:002009-10-12T10:20:53.972-07:00Vreau o lume perfecta !<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; "><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(201, 64, 147); "><a href="http://littlecreepygirlsblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/vreau-o-lume-fara-fum-de-tigara-fara.html" style="text-align: center;color: rgb(204, 204, 204); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; "><br /></a></h3><div class="post-header-line-1"></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau o lume fara fum de tigara , fara ura si cearta , fara cosmaruri si teama...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau o lume doar a mea .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau sa imi gasesc si eu sufletul pereche .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau sa cunosc ce este fericirea .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau sa zambesc cu toata persoana mea .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau sa iubesc cu adevarat fara sa fiu ranita .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau sa impart toate astea cu adevarata cea mai buna priete</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">na a mea .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: 'times new roman'; ">Vreau o lume perfecta !</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U-vODirwnkA/Smt3fzl45MI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xeUrjwN845w/s1600-h/plbanner.jpg" style="color: rgb(232, 149, 204); text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U-vODirwnkA/Smt3fzl45MI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xeUrjwN845w/s320/plbanner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362511169623483586" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); border-right-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); border-left-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-43290032211771573122009-10-12T10:18:00.000-07:002009-10-12T10:19:28.781-07:00Revederea<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(201, 64, 147); "><a href="http://littlecreepygirlsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/revederea.html" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; "><br /></a></h3><div class="post-header-line-1"></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DIrDEkiJbqlu_KJZmwepw88FnWxLDamau0jSHVJS6rzg9WqM8LfAD_wUr_byLBrajhCOx8GfP3yXAVJ83gdtOPsZ0LSiDjM3w8bE1awRnlV6489C7iBx_S54NSPZbOpAWNcYtH4Enk6H/s1600-h/Mi'e+dor+d+tn.%C3%AEmi+lipsesti.jpg" style="color: rgb(232, 149, 204); text-decoration: none; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DIrDEkiJbqlu_KJZmwepw88FnWxLDamau0jSHVJS6rzg9WqM8LfAD_wUr_byLBrajhCOx8GfP3yXAVJ83gdtOPsZ0LSiDjM3w8bE1awRnlV6489C7iBx_S54NSPZbOpAWNcYtH4Enk6H/s320/Mi'e+dor+d+tn.%C3%AEmi+lipsesti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365151583166043842" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); border-right-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); border-left-color: rgb(255, 111, 207); margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 128px; " /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; ">Azi , dupa luni de tacere s-au inatalnit , intamplator , s-au privit si au crezut ca viseaza ... Dupa atata timp in care nu isi vorbisera nu stiau ce sa zica ... Nu se saturau sa se priveasca... S-au schimbat mult...Dar ei nu realizasera acest lucru ... Pentru ei nimic nu s-a schimbat , era totul la fel ... Parca nimic nu s-a intamplat ... Uitasera de tot ... Cand ei ii suna telefonul ... Era prietenul ei ... Trebuia sa se vada in seara aceea ... Trebuia sa plece ... Si-ar fii dorit asa mult sa mai stea cu el ... Timizi si-au luat la revedere ... Ea a plecat , el a ramas pe banca ...</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; "></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; ">Amandoi se gandeau la tot ce s-a intamplat ... Nimic nu mai conta pentru ei ... Totusi ... Ea avea prieten ... Oricat ar fii vrut sa fie din nou impreuna nu se putea ... In noaptea aceea el trebuia sa plece ... si nu mai aveau sa se mai vada ...<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; ">Dimineata cand ea s-a trezit , a vazut ca are un mesaj ... De la el ... " Eu inca te iubesc si imi lipsesti enorm ! " A incercat sa dea de el , aflase ca plecase deja ... </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; "><br />De atunci s-a tot gandit la el ... La clipele petrecute impreuna ... Nu vroia sa recunoasca , dar inca il iubea ... Ar fii vrut sa il mai vada o singura data ...<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; ">Ea inca mai spera sa il revada intr-o zi ... Sa mai fie impreuna macar pentru o clipa ...</span></span></div></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-16907097254306221282009-08-29T14:47:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:48:05.170-07:00Inconstient...!<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(170, 119, 126); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibMtmJ0EOfioiy8gO3uaS7RFDu4MfIMQyyMUVkArYzih6uBddNTVCqhroKoxbLv9RMC64ICoLkl91x_6p43BmEo6FmJoGdT_LCW7cq_7MTNqrc2DO6QUS9XysAzn_pWgNZs_7D_E3QLos/s1600-h/mn2V9bDDrl09.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165278243290983202" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibMtmJ0EOfioiy8gO3uaS7RFDu4MfIMQyyMUVkArYzih6uBddNTVCqhroKoxbLv9RMC64ICoLkl91x_6p43BmEo6FmJoGdT_LCW7cq_7MTNqrc2DO6QUS9XysAzn_pWgNZs_7D_E3QLos/s320/mn2V9bDDrl09.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; " /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Arunca-mi un ultim zambet</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-mi privirea sa se piarda in zarile albastre</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Ineaca-te in vise moarte</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Da-mi inapoi verdele stelelor!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Dormi in pragul dureri</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Arunca-ma in abisul culorilor de mai</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Priveste albul fulgilor</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Arde-ma in suferinta ochilor tai</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Poate asa vei stinge melanoclia iernii.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti cine sunt</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa-mi inchipui ca stii</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti moartea visurilor</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca n-ai uitat</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti zborul muzicii in lumea ta</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca inca mai are aripi</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti simfonia dulce a marii</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca iluziile s-au inecat in amarul ei</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti drumul privirilor noastre</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca amintirea ochilor tai inca ma doare</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti valsul dragostei in noi</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca n-ai pierdut ritmul</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti zambetul meu</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca tristetea nu-l ucide</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti intalnirile noastre</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca inca mai intelegi timpul</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti de lacrimile mele</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca inca mai privesti cerul</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti ca te-am iubit</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca sufletul tau inca mai e langa mine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Aminteste-ti cat de mult am suferit</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca-ti vei putea aminti ceva vreodata!</span></em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-80997673169873889462009-08-29T14:46:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:47:00.978-07:00Uneori...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoRKYtvmCkbyI8zjPMc3TdtzML9XkmOtDZT8K6Mo20ASDWZqPxaiwUZKLQoFCxeHHrkv8rUvWJJFqYLFa4RD4kxVblvf8qMPOzh11bTvycvpWcq3q8UBZMhGtWHCl7FF94eUG98lM8Y-E/s1600-h/svRHETT_narrowweb__300x300,0.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167889531867343714" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoRKYtvmCkbyI8zjPMc3TdtzML9XkmOtDZT8K6Mo20ASDWZqPxaiwUZKLQoFCxeHHrkv8rUvWJJFqYLFa4RD4kxVblvf8qMPOzh11bTvycvpWcq3q8UBZMhGtWHCl7FF94eUG98lM8Y-E/s200/svRHETT_narrowweb__300x300,0.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; " /></a><br />Uneori refrenele ma imping spre un singur punct<br /><br />Uneori as vrea sa te uit.<br /><br />Uneori incerc sa te iubesc dar tu fugi<br /><br />Uneori te vreau dar tu te ascunzi<br /><br />Uneori machiajul e insuficient<br /><br />Uneori ma indepartez de centrul lacrimilor...<br /><br />Uneori totul se intampla cu un rost<br /><br />Uneori nimic numai e cum a fost<br /><br />Uneori vreau doar sa-mi pierd pasii in lume<br /><br />Uneori dragostea e rea si nu ma lasa,se tine de glume<br /><br />Uneori ochii mint mai mult ca vocea<br /><br />Uneori glasul destinului ma deruteaza<br /><br />Uneori vreau sa scap de tot ce dureaza<br /><br />Uneori nimic nu e vesnic<br /><br />Uneori dragostea ma arunca in bratele tale,<br /><br />Uneori imi dai drumul si cad in lacrimi<br /><br />Uneori amintirea mea o prinzi<br /><br />Uneori zborul este prea scurt<br /><br />Uneori iubirea aripile ti-ai rupt<br /><br />Uneori simt ca niciodata nu vei intelege dragostea<br /><br />Uneori pasii mei se vor risipi in lume,va ramanea doar amintirea<br /><br />Uneori regasesti scenariul povestii noastre<br /><br />Uneori nu imi intelegi scrisul<br /><br />Uneori te arunc intr-un vals al gandurilor mele<br /><br />Uneori uiti ritmul iubirii<br /><br />Uneori imi aduc aminte ca esti amnezic si nimic nu iti amintesti<br /><br />Uneori te pot aduce la realitatea,sa-mi fi alaturi<br /><br />Uneori iti uiti replicile si te prabusesti din nou in letargia fanteziilor<br /><br />Uneori as vrea sa stii cat de iubesc...chiar daca n-ai intelege....</span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-54558074531863829092009-08-29T14:45:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:46:18.323-07:00Close<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(170, 119, 126); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWVQtwdqQuRpyJaWDVyamFAY0mwxYCbVGYRebZZxubG7EPEQqvsPaW6TJPZsd8bWhh-00amBPAJU1qvJbWS4PFXTHoaxQ07Nn0OetzXrj2UVJoTDtBfAKjCtT66CN09NAHsOtAgL4p7w0/s1600-h/Seems_to_be_Locked_by_Jimisoflou.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168031673810004962" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWVQtwdqQuRpyJaWDVyamFAY0mwxYCbVGYRebZZxubG7EPEQqvsPaW6TJPZsd8bWhh-00amBPAJU1qvJbWS4PFXTHoaxQ07Nn0OetzXrj2UVJoTDtBfAKjCtT66CN09NAHsOtAgL4p7w0/s320/Seems_to_be_Locked_by_Jimisoflou.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; " /></a><br /><div>"Aici nu sta nimeni!"</div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-45581200055207135872009-08-29T14:44:00.004-07:002009-08-29T14:45:32.799-07:00Viata unui cetatean intr-un stat totalitar<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipbfIDSeooibfb9fM9MP8JOmGH6zDeegN1s5NCyzcmc4s5Qc-95RFNK7HGc3bmDRiKXDw84Kf4gLVGBWldiFTt5BrlV99usAELmT1G7CZbN6LXNVMP5gMaTywbJp2WgF3wWlLIALNumBc/s1600-h/fcb49cabf17a1574.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169764104703421586" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipbfIDSeooibfb9fM9MP8JOmGH6zDeegN1s5NCyzcmc4s5Qc-95RFNK7HGc3bmDRiKXDw84Kf4gLVGBWldiFTt5BrlV99usAELmT1G7CZbN6LXNVMP5gMaTywbJp2WgF3wWlLIALNumBc/s200/fcb49cabf17a1574.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Cuprinde cu privirea atelierul parasit cu pereti verzi.Razele soareului ii supara ochii,la geam nu exista nici o perdea,era o incapere lipsita de fanetziile vietii cu unelte pline de praf.Baiatul incearca sa se scoale.Isi incheie nasturii de la camasa albastra,deschide larg ochii si priveste inca odata in jurul lui.Se simte prizonier intr-un decor ravasit,vrea sa evadeze,dar n-are cum...n-are unde...poate doar in vise caci realitatea o respira chiar acum prin plamanii ratiunii sale;respira praful mortii viselor caci oxigenul numai e la reducere in lumea verde a terrei,s-a epuizat.</div><br /><div>Acum se ridica,isi i-a servieta,si pleaca dar numai dupa ce mai cerceteaza putin incaperea.Se simtea urmarit de un dicator cu un cutit urias in mana,gata sa-i reteze aripile,sa-i franga zborul.Se simtea inconjurat pretutindeni de prizonierii razboiului cu el insusi.Nu-l lasau sa traiasca,nu-l lasau sa viseze.Cand ajunse afara,nu cauta decat o privire,un zambet,un motiv ca sa-si continue drumul,dar strada era pustie,doar niste marionete ale unei scenete false se invarteau bete de ratiune in jurul rafturilor goale din magazine,in jurul cladirilor...erau pretutindeni.Erau si cateva papusi de ceara in uniforme in culori pastelate cu parul in mainile vantului."Mai bine ar fi ars-se gandea el- macar asa nu ar mai fi modelate de marionete".Erau ganduri interzise,imorale pentru teatrul de papusi ce ardea la fiecare chibrit al propriei ratiuni."Totul e fals,stratul de machiaj acopera adevarata fata a vietii,acopera sufletul ce zace in el cu vise moarte si mii de deziluzii.Lumea nu traieste,caci nu viseaza,toti doar se lasa condusi de celebrul designer al viselor moarte,le face costume papusilor de ceara si marionetelor apoi aceste materiale le distrug incet...dar sigur sau poate...prea repede!</div><br /><div>"O, biata raţiune! Încerc şi eu să gândesc, să fiu onest şi corect,sa simt dragostea...dar,el nu ma lasa:Ceausescu..si tot ceea ce a creat el;celebrul designer de costume false al Romaniei!</div><br /><div>Ma întreb cu frică, ce se intampla cu mine cu ceea ce traiesc acum...ma va cuprinde oare şi pe mine greaua boală a ultranaţionalismul? Din punct de vedere moral e o cercetare atat de grea!Contactul cu răul imi tulbură raţiunea.Adevarata ratiune,nu ceea ce vad,nu in ceea ce creed ei.</div><br /><div>Eu nu cunosc doar trei culori...ci o paleta intreaga de vise colorate...M-am născut într-un stat totalitar şi am fost intoxicat, ca toţi ceilalţi, de ideologia acestuia. Iar adevărul şi binele, dezirabilul social şi politic nu le pot obţine prin simpla întoarcere pe dos a ideologiei comuniste – care este mediul meu de viata.Uneori cand vad cum toti pronunta un singur nume,poarta cu miile aceleasi costume,vad doar trei culori,iubesc un singur lucru...simt ca mi se spulbera niste iluzii intelectuale.E o viata plina de boli colective şi de vinovăţii dar,eu parca nu ma incadrez...eu sunt altundeva...nu sunt cu ei...nu ma inghesui sa-l vad pe dictator,nu-l admir,nu ascult nimic din ce zice si urasc din ce in ce mai tare tot ceea ce iubeste el."</div><br /><div>Baiatul se plimba pe strada cu nr.113.Priveste cu uimire totul,de parca ar fi cazut brusc pe o alta planeta,si mai bizara decat cea anterioara.Nu intelege nimic.Isi pune mii de intrebari la care raspunde singur."De ce sutn galantarele goale?De ce costumele acesto marionete sunt atat de modeste?De ce nu zambeste nimeni?De ce sunt doar 3 culori,doar o singura persoana principala in viata tuturor,de ce inimile bat la fel cand rasuna un singur nume,un singur cuvant?De ce oare sunt asa de banali si totusi atat de preocupati in a-si complica viata cu creatii copiate de la Hitler si programate pe materiale proaste?"</div><br /><div>E bizar...in mintea lui are loc revolutia pasiunii cu ratiune dar,el saluta doamnele,merge normal si inima lui bate pe refrenul inocentei .E inca un inocent,crede ca va salva ceva,crede ca va reusi dar,el e unul singur...cu toate visele lui...dar e singur.</div><br /><div>Privirea ii se adanceste in asfaltul incins...dar el parca ar citit coduri din vise,si nu-si poate dezlipi privirea.A mers asa mult timp.In jurul lui se auzeau vocile papusilor de ceara"Traiasca Ceausescu!"</div><br /><div>"Refrenul inimii mele duce spre mii de dungi colorate,al lor duce spre un singur punct:dictatorul" isi zise el dezamagit de propriile-i ganduri,dezamagit de lumea in care traieste.</div><br /><div>Se facuse seara,iar el tot mergea si mergea,nestiind incotro se indreapta.Mergea incet,din ce in ce mai incet,gata sa cada dintr-un moment in altul in plasa melancoliei.Era sa fie martorul mortii propriului lui suflet plin de lucruri frumoase...plin de vise..daca nu era intrerupt.In momentul acela venise spre el o papusa de ceara cu codite.Baiatul ridica privirea si se uita spre mana lui stanga prinsa in palmele micutei.</div><br /><div>Ea ii zise:</div><br /><div>"Iertati-ma,v-a cazut asta!" si ii dadu o hartie verde pe care scria"Cu timpul vei descoperi ca sufletul tau e mereu liber!"</div><br /><div>Baiatului ii dadura lacrimile...</div><br /><div>"Multumesc,este un mesaj frumos dar,nu este al meu!Probabil l-a scapat cineva!"</div><br /><div>"Dar,tovarase,am vazut cand v-a cazut din mana,acolo l-ati tinut tot timpul!"</div><br /><div>"Serios?Nu imi amintesc sa fi vazut vreodata hartia asta!Dar daca spui tu!"</div><br /><div>"De ce sunteti trist?De ce plangeti?"</div><br /><div>"Credeam ca mi-a murit sufletul!"</div><br /><div>"Stiti,sufletul nu moare doar calatoria lui prin Univers este infinita!"</div><br /><div>"Ce te face sa spui asta?Hai spune repede de unde ai copiat-o?"</div><br /><div>"Dvs. ca si mine aveti un refren al "vietii",se spune ca muzica e poezia sufletului dar,pentru poezie,pe langa vocea zeului dictator mai ai nevoie de libertatea sunetelor.Tovarase ati pus catuse viselor,nu se pot inalta...!"</div><br /><div>"E frumos...dar n-am cheie!"</div><br /><div>"Ba da,aveti:ratiunea!"</div><br /><div>El inchise ochii,incercand sa se gandesca la o replica buna pentru papusa dar,cand ii deschise din nou se vazu intre peretii verzi ai camerei lui.Visase!</div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-91592225889562369052009-08-29T14:44:00.003-07:002009-08-29T14:44:37.977-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; ">Stii,uneori imi e atat de frica sa nu te pierd....<br />Te ascund printre ganduri numai ca sa te tin aproape,<br />Te iubesc din priviri,te alint cu soapte,<br />Esti insa orb si surd.<br />Vreau sa-ti spun ca te iubesc<br />Dar...in fata ta abia pot sa vorbesc...<br />Tu nu mai crezi in dragoste<br />Tu nu mai crezi in nicio ea<br />As vrea sa-ti pot deschide ochii<br />Sa-ti arat ca gresesti cand fugi<br />Dar,nu ma lasi sa ma apropri<br />Te temi sa evadezi in lumea mea...<br />E o lume imorala....<br />Tie frica sa te joci cu mine<br />Crezi ca daca stai deoparte totul va fi bine<br />Crezi ca toata viata se reduce la mister<br />Si toti actorii sunt de un singul fel...<br />Cat te inseli,cat te iubesc!<br />Tu crezi ca eu nu gresesc?<br />As renunta la totul pentru tine<br />La tot ce inseamna "imoral"la mine<br />La tot ce ti-ar face rau<br />Insa...nu-ti pot da sufletul meu<br />Deja il ai...dar tu nu stii<br />Si crezi ca tot jocul se va sfarsi<br />Intr-o buna zi,<br />Crezi ca iubirea va muri.<br />Si eu nu mi te voi mai aminti!<br />Stii ce...chiar daca voi fi inconstienta<br />In oceanul de suflete<br />Mereu...voi stii unde e sufletul meu<br />Caci el va fi vesnic langa tine!</span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-6430183293413643162009-08-29T14:44:00.001-07:002009-08-29T14:44:23.448-07:00Interviu sentimental!<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU1G7f2T-9eOWa35yLfI1jLQGW6D4npclCpyffas4b0asay4r1KNEexK-tJN6XT9bqEKB89dr2YCp3fxFwba8FCDY7GDXbBjfCmi2nv9Vf4DxG1dJ0pXwCPgKg2dCyrYF5L1tdEtZbixw/s1600-h/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173954856114628258" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU1G7f2T-9eOWa35yLfI1jLQGW6D4npclCpyffas4b0asay4r1KNEexK-tJN6XT9bqEKB89dr2YCp3fxFwba8FCDY7GDXbBjfCmi2nv9Vf4DxG1dJ0pXwCPgKg2dCyrYF5L1tdEtZbixw/s200/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "></span></em><br /><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">Oare...exista dragoste?</span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">...O dragoste care sa treaca peste tot...peste toate prejudecatile lumii,peste toate lucrurile...peste viata?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">....</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Tu crezi?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Nu.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-De de ce ti-e teama?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Nu vreau sa ma ratacesc.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Unde?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-M-as pierde in lumea ei...e mult prea complexa.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Crezi?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Are multa imaginatie,iubeste prea mult,crede in viata,eu nu!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-O iubesti?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Doar uneori...cand imi povesteste lumea ei...cand imi canta sentimente,cand viseaza cuvinte...doar atunci.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Si daca pleaca?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-O sa opresc timpul pana va pierde seva feminitatii si culorile imaginatiei.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Si dupa aceea?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Ii voi da drumul,ea trebuie sa zboare.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Da...te iubeste.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Nu mi-a zis!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Crede c-ai sa o respingi.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-N-as putea...decat fizic.Dar,sufletul meu va fi mereu langa ea.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Poate are nevoie sa-i spui asta...</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Nu inca...trebuie sa mai astepte,nu sunt pregatit!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Da...cand vei fi!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Poate...la trecerea dintre granite voi avea curajul,inainte sa plec in visul etern.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Si daca va veni dupa tine?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Nu.Iubeste prea mult viata.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Asculta-ma,spuneiii!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); ">-Constiinta nesuferita...da-mi drumul,vreau sa plec inapoi in lumea mea linistita...cu frica si temerile mele,cu sentimentele mele ascunse.</span></em></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-68002073250523977752009-08-29T14:43:00.005-07:002009-08-29T14:43:54.618-07:00Mamei mele<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; ">Scumpa mea mama,indraznesc acum sa arunc niste biete sentimente in lietere.Sunt pentru tine,desi...ti le spun mult prea tarziu.Acum te imbratisez...desi aveai nevoie mai demult de asta.Chiar daca tu vei tine doar cuvintele in bratele gandurilor tale,sa stii ca mereu suntem impreuna,oriunde ai fi...<br />Iti multumesc pentru ca mi-ai dat viata,ca m-ai invatat sa iubesc decorul aceastui imens teatru,ca m-ai invatat replicile cele mai fragile si m-ai lasat sa zambesc printre lacrimi,sa visez...<br />Sunt prea multe...nu-mi ajunge timpul sa-ti dau inapoi tot ce tu mi-ai oferit insa,pot sa-ti spun ca te iubesc,pot sa-ti spun ca fara tine o bucatica din sufletul meu s-ar rupe...pot sa-ti spun ca sunt eu...ma ai pe mine...o parte din tine va fi mereu in viata!<br />Oriunde ai fi,oricat de putin ar dura zborul nostru prin lume,oriunde s-ar risipi pasii mei...tu vei fi mereu acolo,langa sufletul meu si vei alunga totul,ma vei inconjura cu toata dragostea ta...vei plange alaturi de mine...<br />Stii....toti oamenii au nevoie de cineva...au nevoie de iubre dar,cand totul e impotriva ta,cand numai exista nici o speranta si nimic in care sa crezi stiu ca tu vei fi acolo,sa ma iei in brate si sa-mi spui ca va fi bine.Suna banal,dar uneori am atata nevoie sa-mi spui asta...sa-mi spui ca si maine e o alta zi,sa-mi stergi lacrimile,sa-mi cauti zambetul acolo unde nu exista decat tristete.<br />Mama,esti tot ce am mai sfant pe lume...regret daca te-am facut sa suferi si sper sa nu uiti niciodata cat de mult te iubesc chiar daca nu stiu mereu sa-ti arat asta.Vreau sa te am mereu alaturi,pana in ultima clipa...sa vezi cum infloresc zi de zi....sa traim impreuna copilaria mea,sa ne bucuram impreuna de vise...sa fim fericite.<br />Astazi...iti zic "La multi ani!" sa fi mereu plina de viata si sa fi iubita...sa opresti timpul cand suntem doar noi doua si sa nu uiti ca...te iubesc!</span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-68066400990329280502009-08-29T14:43:00.003-07:002009-08-29T14:43:32.496-07:00I think I love you!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cred ca acum cuvintele sunt prea putine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si-mi las sentimentele sa-ti vorbeasca.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Imaginile tale se incurca in mintea mea</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Tu ametesti si imi cazi in brate.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu te voi lasa sa pleci</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Pentru ca cred ca incep sa te iubesc</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Asa ca da-mi inapoi zambetele,nu vreau lacrimi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cred c-as ramane o viata ochii sa-ti privesc.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Numai gandindu-ma ca dragostea noastra </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">S-ar implini,zambesc.Tac si las iubirea sa vorbeasca.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cum ar fi sa ramai o viata langa mine?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sau e prea devreme sa sper?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Stii...eu cred in tine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si am nevoie de iubirea ta</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Am nevoie ca noptile sa plang departarea dintre noi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si apropierea sufletelor.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Uneori imi pierd credinta si las totul prada uitarii</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cad in vid,arunc valoarea cuvintelor</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Ma pierd in ceata indiferentei lumii</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Dar clipe trec</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si-mi revin din letargie,si te iubesc din nou.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Iubirea este cuvantul care ne place atat de mult uneori</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sa-l uitam...si ne inchidem in noi.Inchidem lacrimile in ura</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si lumina in intuneric.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Iubeste-ma,chiar daca nu stii</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Vreau sa raman vie intre zambete</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Vreau sa zambesc refenului rece</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Vreau mereu alaturi sa-mi fii</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Chiar daca nu stii ce simt.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sa-mi fie dor de tine este o necesitate</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Adorm plangand si ma trezesc in bratele destinului.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Mereu imi propun sa continui</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Dar speranta e din ce in de mai mica</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Imi pierd vocea si numai pot sa mint destinul</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Vino sa ma salvezi din bratele viselor moarte..</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sa fugim amandoi spre infinit</span></em></strong></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-49802029194657674252009-08-29T14:43:00.001-07:002009-08-29T14:43:07.276-07:00<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZaE3FYXb3DUnS1br82YYQpkZdL-W4adqkILMtVjtPSiQzhknUlq8TUrCOd1A-fPUPNlsDpw1j-wrxf7PTkg0T43fHU0rGrHCk8kxE0viGkc1WzOqM5rrJop0p_cvUAKGhf3glpLUd1Q8/s1600-h/lipstick_by_fotofixde.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178327223269320578" height="363" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZaE3FYXb3DUnS1br82YYQpkZdL-W4adqkILMtVjtPSiQzhknUlq8TUrCOd1A-fPUPNlsDpw1j-wrxf7PTkg0T43fHU0rGrHCk8kxE0viGkc1WzOqM5rrJop0p_cvUAKGhf3glpLUd1Q8/s200/lipstick_by_fotofixde.jpg" width="217" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 278px; height: 206px; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Stai!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-De ce?Imi place sa fumez sentimente.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Nu te mai juca cu viata!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Imi place sa mint destinul.Uneori il bat la carti.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Si daca va afla?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Refrenele nu mint.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-El e puternic.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Si ce?Eu imi stapanesc imaginatia.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Si sentimentele?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Iubirea mea a fi doar pentru celalalt.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Crezi ca nu si-a dat seama?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Nu.Isi pierde cunostinta cand il privesc.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Cine e celalalt?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-E in spatele tau.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Dar nu il vad..</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Inca nu i-am spus!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Ma viseaza doar pe mine dar se multumeste cu ea.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Ea e cea care...i-a mintit pe toti.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Tu minti destinul!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Dar il iubesc pe el.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Ce conteaza?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Iesi?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Poftim?!?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Pleaca inainte ca destinul sa te arunce!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Chiar il iubesti...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Si ce?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Nu e bine.E diferit.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Si eu sunt!Acum pleaca!</span></em></strong></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-88972243399314907422009-08-29T14:41:00.002-07:002009-08-29T14:42:25.489-07:00Anatomia iubirii...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctTBvJZQFTo4pdaQITEwXkHDNBMEkekXHGRLtuHn6Og3j2vzVirsgArwp5SJQFmS4MlQwxDiARtZC4c1KJobbQ0X_8tvwY-8qCzUNK1IQqQ9PKFFuHpnji59lTO80WiFeLBxY9hI5sI0/s1600-h/7b4dde883e2524ad.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179374400720594850" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctTBvJZQFTo4pdaQITEwXkHDNBMEkekXHGRLtuHn6Og3j2vzVirsgArwp5SJQFmS4MlQwxDiARtZC4c1KJobbQ0X_8tvwY-8qCzUNK1IQqQ9PKFFuHpnji59lTO80WiFeLBxY9hI5sI0/s400/7b4dde883e2524ad.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Ecoul pasilor tai ma face sa tresar.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Ma pierd in cuvinte fara rost</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Inventez scenarii imorale</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Ma gandesc intruna la tot ce n-a fost</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Dorindu-mi ca odata sa fie reale...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si mii de vorbe ascund taine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si mii de chipuri se tot mint</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Tot ce zaresc in departare</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Este imaginea ta,a sfarsitului fericit.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">As vrea sa te imbratisez si sa uiti</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Iubirea ta sa n-aiba reguli.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Vrei fericire,dar nu poti sa renunti,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cauti vesnic iubire si niciodata</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu vrei sa ma asculti....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">"Etern" spui ca nu va exista niciodata.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Uneori cad...si nu pot sa ma ridic</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si tu,nu esti aici pentru mine.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu crezi ca totul va fi bine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">As vrea sa ma iubesti macar un pic...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Din camera mea se vad cateva stele.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Uneori,chipul tau se oglindeste in ele</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Atunci,mi-e frica sa le privesc</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Mi-e frica ca daca te iubesc,gresesc...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Stii,si eu intalnesc imposibilul....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Atunci cand incerc sa te uit</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Atunci cand vreau sa trec peste moralul</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Din toti...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Timpul trece...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Eu ma gandesc la tine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Afara ploua.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Ingerii plang</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Ei imi inteleg dorul</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Inteleg nemurirea dragostei in mine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si moralul din tine...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Lipsa fanteziei din noi...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cerul e gri,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sufletul meu plange</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Speranta incet se stinge...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nimic numai conteaza acum,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Eu nu mai pot sa lupt...</span></em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-9757644581992306902009-08-29T14:41:00.001-07:002009-08-29T14:41:45.345-07:00Ciudat...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLlsJDTyOUKZg-1pViVPDgCnWjNO6rmEiGkU5VcU6dP800o8JjtiU_-4ldOUhsxmUXLuWVTXWNVVGsbMM-MikXnWu-A8lntsf6fWDcM3LXaY1m3DF7XiABpnxXq-KRy46kLSXlnY92QQ/s1600-h/a7yq4ydu.gif" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181388655004976946" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLlsJDTyOUKZg-1pViVPDgCnWjNO6rmEiGkU5VcU6dP800o8JjtiU_-4ldOUhsxmUXLuWVTXWNVVGsbMM-MikXnWu-A8lntsf6fWDcM3LXaY1m3DF7XiABpnxXq-KRy46kLSXlnY92QQ/s400/a7yq4ydu.gif" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Astept...oare de ce nu se opreste?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Sufletu-ti plange?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Ah! Nu pot...opri timpul!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Pentru ce...?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Pentru noi.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Ma iubesti..?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Doar sufletul...dar e prea confuz.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Isi va reveni,asteapta!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Trebuie sa plec...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Te voi astepta!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Nu ma mai intorc.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Dar tu stai aici!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">-Iubirea mea nu,iti cauta sufletul...</span></em></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181388212623345442" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYk0g2lwrywQxylYftiGl0AtVt16W48n7QGZQoipwiWEknlQSfukFO84Nv5Us5xGaWPwmZoqd5MSHPGxa2N6CFjavHajTnF7GBrJybJfX_Q7CwJOyLD0CzloVxeQ6W7w1R9aqBBhn0ziw/s200/Image035.jpg" border="0" style="padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></div></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-21425685101274183792009-08-29T14:40:00.002-07:002009-08-29T14:41:13.552-07:00Amurgul tacerii<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Trei,doi,unu:Liniste!</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Timpul nu este decat focul in care ne ardem existenta...daca vrei sa pastrezi ceva din cenusa pentru eternitate,priveste putin pictura abstracta a divinitatii,Dumnezeu e dincolo.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">"Este 26 martie,pasii iubirii se pierd in ceata ratiunii.Vreau ceva logic,macabru si sublim:liniste!Cate trei,patru clipe fug sub ochii eternitatii.Dar oare ce e cu adevarat etern?</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">O fi bine in rai,dar cele mai interesante persoane nu ajung acolo.Uneori cand ma gandesc la Dumnezeu,sfarsitul pare mai dulce.Uneori,ma gandesc de zece ori pe secunda la cele cateva clipe care le-as putea petrece in eternitatea linistii,ea e vesnica cand tu esti singur.E amiaza,pe pamant nu pot gasi linistea,sunt prea multe aripi,zgomotul lor zdrobeste faramele de meditatie in sunete tacute.Cu cat ma inalt mai mult spre ceva bun pentru lume asta,cu atat par mai mica in ochii celor ce nu pot sa zboare.9,8,7 stop! M-am plictisit de zgomotul tacut,vreau sa ma izbesc de norii melancoliei,ei ma inteleg,si plang atunci cand eu am nevoie de ploaie.Imi e greu sa traiesc printre oameni pentru ca imi e greu sa tac!</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Oare in cer e liniste?Atatia ingeri...Linistea exista doar inauntru,poate in seva stelelor ce pier,in lumea oamenilor ce plang,in sufletele ce se pierd in Univers...</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Cum poti gasi linistea?Daca as stii raspunsul..as fi al doilea cel mai bogat om din Univers dupa Dumnezeu dar...nu stiu!Insa,poate cei care n-au nevoie sa caute dincolo de stele o cauza pentru care sa piara si pentru care sa se jertfeasca,stiu!</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Eu sunt pierduta,oamenii sunt pierduti,destinati sa fim vesnic spectatori la acest spectacol zgomotos:viata!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Inca o data,trei,doi,unu:in sfarsit e liniste.Vad zgomotul,aud imaginile.Artistii vietii pleaca,nimeni nu vrea cu adevarat sa traiasca.Cand stelele cad,oamenii viseaza lumina,cand incerci sa divortezi de viata te poti imbata cu liniste!</span></em></strong></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-26282098666108706132009-08-29T14:40:00.001-07:002009-08-29T14:40:25.231-07:00Cuvinte de sinucid<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); ">Ma joc cu creta,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); ">Desenez inimi care sangereaza</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); ">Impletesc gandurile</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); ">Timpul meu aduna aproape departarile.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); ">Te sarut cu soapte</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); ">Literele se pierd in sunete moarte.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "></span></em></strong><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "><strong><em>Acum cant</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); ">Refrenul nostru se declara infrant.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Sangerez de dorul tau</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Vantul imi usuca lacrimile,ascunde sentimentu`</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nu glumesc</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Destinul rade,eu ascund zgomotul,gresesc.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ma ascund </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">O atingere bizara imi inunda simturile.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); ">Plang timpul</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); ">Secundele zboara si nu ma inteleg.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); ">Este azi 31 martie,si am tipat la cer ca imi este dor de tine.Norii taceau,soarele era plin de sunete moarte...Cred ca deja am murit,si acum imi traiesc cealalta viata pe pamant.Daca inca te mai visez inseamna ca formele cuvintelor se razbuna.Vreau sa plec departe,sa nu ma mai trezesc...Tu stii ce-nseamna iubirea?...sa nu pot sa traiesc fara tine!</span></em></strong></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-9827665741291468942009-08-29T14:39:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:40:04.559-07:00Moment<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Oare si norii plang?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Te poti zdrobi de cuvinte?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Eu ma pot ineca cu forme...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Suntem o eroare e Universului sau invers?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Aseara i-am spus ca visele mele se descompun...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Putrezesc in gandurile mele.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Logica se sinucide cu firul ratiunii,nu m-ai suporta!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Un copil matura ganduri</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Aleea e plina de praf...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nu gasesc nici o cheie roz printre sunete gri.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Grafica inimii e o minciuna</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Sufletul e incolor dar are forma.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Inima nu plange,doar sufletul.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Cand lacrimile i-au foc</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Eu aud sunete stranii...</span></em></strong></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-46250839048688924112009-08-29T14:38:00.002-07:002009-08-29T14:39:43.777-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">N-am timp,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Asa ca hai sa traim acum momentul!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Am realizat ca nimic nu se distruge cu adevarat</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu poti spune STOP! acum iubirii noastre</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sa n-o faci in veci.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu privi inapoi acum</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Directia aceea e a noastra!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Te iubesc atat,am nevoie de protectia ta...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Esti o parte din tot ce fac</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Esti o parte din sufletul meu,din gandurile mele</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Te-ai lipit de inima mea</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si intotdeauna o sa te iubesc...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Relatia noastra</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Este un joc periculos</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Plin de capcane</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu-ti face griji pentru mine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Voi fi mereu aici,langa tine...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Orice as face va fi pentru noi.</span></em></strong><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "><strong><em>Ma schimb din moment in moment</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Te las sa calatoresti in soaptele mele</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Te ascund in fiecare gand</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Vreau sa-mi fi aproape...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">N-am timp...haide sa ne iubim acum!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Nu privi niciodata inapoi,nici inainte,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Prezentul suntem noi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Drumul acela e al nostru...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Lasa-ti spiritul liber</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Hai acum sa fugim in lumea noastra</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Sa lasam totul sa se sparga de timp</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">.......................................................................</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Intotdeauna o sa te iubesc</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">N-am timp...haide...vino...</span></em></strong></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-2219917815885764052009-08-29T14:38:00.001-07:002009-08-29T14:38:26.781-07:00Pentru el<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNULhJKPsmqKAHTJrYvqHHre1HHaJDRg68-dfKFt6FbX9FmY6uD8km9NhXgeXmo1RVoRkOf5oooqwmBrVvyKcbwqAVAt7SIkzKW-gLvzBDggnC0ZukpQR-ofuG_yugoNrBd6tl2cdIiug/s1600-h/aa7a1d65c1fd4d8e.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185086282544416610" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNULhJKPsmqKAHTJrYvqHHre1HHaJDRg68-dfKFt6FbX9FmY6uD8km9NhXgeXmo1RVoRkOf5oooqwmBrVvyKcbwqAVAt7SIkzKW-gLvzBDggnC0ZukpQR-ofuG_yugoNrBd6tl2cdIiug/s320/aa7a1d65c1fd4d8e.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Nimic nu e etern iubire...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Azi,am realizat</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ca nimeni nu poate stii ce va fi maine...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Un inceput sau in sfarsit.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Iubire,nimeni nu stie</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">...Ce poate fi maine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Vreau sa deschid toate portile</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Sufletului meu...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Vreau sa stii ca fara tine-mi va fi greu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Te iubesc azi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Vreau sa-i deschid dragostei o fereastra</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Sa la soarele sa intre si norii sa se topeasca...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Vreau sa te iubesc azi,poate maine nu va mai fi.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Noi doi,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Suntem mai multe decat o iluzie,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pentru ca nu exista indoieli</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Si povestea noastra,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">E asa de frumoasa</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Cum...niciodata nu a mai fost nici una!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Nimic nu e vesnic iubire...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Doar nisipul si marea</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Cu nisipul scriu"fericire"</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pe malul unei mari iar,cu marea</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Masor lacrimand timpul...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Noi suntem ca nisipul si marea</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Scriem prezentul si stergem trecutul</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Asta e o iubire pura si e atat de mare...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Nu va incapea niciodata in cuvintele mele.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Vreau sa te iubesc azi,eu vreau sa te iubesc azi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Poate maine,nu va mai fi...</span></em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-67301350152986491252009-08-29T14:37:00.002-07:002009-08-29T14:38:01.811-07:00Sfarsit<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Tu niciodata n-ai sa iubesti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Asa cum te-am iubit eu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Fara limite,e un joc greu....</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Sa lupti fara sa cazi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Si sa te ridici mereu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pentru ceva care in final...nu merita</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Cel mai mult pierd eu,si plec nefericita....</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Niciodata n-o sa iubesti asa cum am iubit eu!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">M-am daruit atat,ca sa te pierd </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Am sacrificat totul ca sa sufar</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">E un joc nedrept,atatea lucruri care dor...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Am zambit mereu,ca acum sa plang</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">M-am prefacut ca-mi e usor</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Dar atat am suferit...atat am suferit...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ma plimb prin viata</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Irosind sute,mii de cuvinte in vant...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Plangand am renuntat</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">...Credeam ca impreuna </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Vom fi fericiti...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Eu chiar credeam in noi!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pacatul meu,a fost ca te-am iubit atat</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ca n-am acceptat nici o infrangere</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ca m-am luptat cu fiecare piedica a vietii rele...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Acum...totul a luat sfarsit!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pentru ca,sufletul meu a a</span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">vut o limita </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pe care eu am depasit-o mereu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Stii cat mi-a fost de greu?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Sa ma ridic cand lumea ma zdrobea?!?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Iubirea,a fost pacatul meu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ca te-am iubit mai presus de orice</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ca,de atatea ori am uitat de mine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Stii cat a plans sufletul meu?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Un suflet se droga cu vise</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Si se stingea incet,incet</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Lipsit de viata,plin de sentiment</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Plangand si implorand iubire...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Cerea prea mult</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Asa-mi spun acum,sarmanul...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Dintre mii de cuvinte nu ii puteai oferi unul,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pe care niciodata tu nu l-ai avut</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Am dat mii de clipe</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Ca sa te fac fericit...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Niciodata nu ai fost al meu...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Niciodata</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">.......................................................</span></em></strong></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-38426216985063880112009-08-29T14:37:00.001-07:002009-08-29T14:37:37.011-07:00Jurnalul singuratati<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185678197757282226" alt="" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKewi5kg8_VMN-dkh9vfkcbiZlMbOU4cIikdZUxeAihryQrPspGjlvyXpKQhDDBBVsgceweIXWK_sPPclgvb1y7D4LjGsmase1R0jo9BJHRxJ6-9fVOfzFWIA82Bpelic5JB9hjlCSlY4/s1600-h/Suicide_Love_part_2_by_e2h1c.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185678193462314914" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKewi5kg8_VMN-dkh9vfkcbiZlMbOU4cIikdZUxeAihryQrPspGjlvyXpKQhDDBBVsgceweIXWK_sPPclgvb1y7D4LjGsmase1R0jo9BJHRxJ6-9fVOfzFWIA82Bpelic5JB9hjlCSlY4/s200/Suicide_Love_part_2_by_e2h1c.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Arunca-te in bratele mele</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Sa murim impreuna</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Tacute,speriate fug clipele</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Noi nu mai avem timp,nici scuza.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Daca nu fugim acum</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Lumea</span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Ma va ineca cu zgomotul ei bizar...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Maine nu va mai fi o simpla zi din calendar</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Poate atunci iubirea va muri</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Vor fi vise mii care se vor narui...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Nu pot sa stiu ce va fi...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">N-avem scuza daca nu fugim acum....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Lasa-ma sa mor in bratele tale</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Sa ma inec cu parfumul pielii tale</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Sa uit ca exist</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Sa ard in mine tot ce e trist.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Da-mi inca un sarut de soapte</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Invata-ma sa cred in viitor</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Iarta-ma ca nu mi-e usor</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Si plang momente fericite...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Pe mine nu ma face sa rad</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Fuga stelelor printre nori</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Nu ma ajuta sa cred</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Ca maine iubire,poate n-ai sa mori...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>.....................................................................</div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Si-mi spui ca totul va fi bine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Ca eu sunt noua in lume</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Si nu stiu ce-i cu mine</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Vreau sa plec,asteapta-ma!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">N-am sa ma mai intorc</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Plangi,tipa,sufera...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Si eu am facut la fel...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Totul s-a schimbat</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Sunt la un pas de momentul mult visat</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">...Sa ma arunc in gol</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Nu ma prinde,vreau sa zbor!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Simt fiorii sfarsitului</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Sarutul mortii viselor e rece dar il asteptam...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">In curand nu stiu daca voi mai fi aici...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Poate deja am plecat,sunt un nor...o soapta...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Universul ma asteapta,si n-am sa ma mai intorc.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Psihic,sunt deja departe</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Fizic,voi fi mereu aici...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Pentru cine sa ma intorc?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Pentru iubirea care cere timp?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Eu n-am asa ceva,eu nu stiu sa sufar in taina</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Si sa plang in zgomot,nu stiu sa ma bucur</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">De ceva ce ma raneste...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">O mica depresie,o supradoza de lacrimi</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Si am plecat,Adio!</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Exista un loc in care iubirea o poti lasa libera</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Exista un loc unde orice lacrima e o alinare</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Exista un loc si pentru lumea mea</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Exista un spatiu in care te voi putea uita!</span></em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-74370497573214526932009-08-29T14:36:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:37:04.732-07:00Inca o clipa!<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWybZdJPg7HfRMImIcNTtx1bOSvdNfm3uME0lyii-Lp3jaVeVKk0jd0qwt_9HAomuMZZgtfysOng_Ir8KUGEylaVbkAL5ri78EzT1K-5G4zQjwLWV-lp5I4Ui6g7abT5ZMSWgQTlX6IxU/s1600-h/suicide_by_Psycho_LP.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186178660231514194" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWybZdJPg7HfRMImIcNTtx1bOSvdNfm3uME0lyii-Lp3jaVeVKk0jd0qwt_9HAomuMZZgtfysOng_Ir8KUGEylaVbkAL5ri78EzT1K-5G4zQjwLWV-lp5I4Ui6g7abT5ZMSWgQTlX6IxU/s400/suicide_by_Psycho_LP.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">De ce nu mori cand sufletul iti pleaca</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">De ce respiri cand lacrimi te ineaca</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">De ce tot vezi cand dragostea e oarba</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">....?....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Vreau sa ma intrebi ce fac</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">O sa-ti raspund ca nu stiu</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ai sa razi,crezand ca ma prefac</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">E adevarat...aud zgomot cenusiu.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">E un timp pentru toate</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">E un loc pentru inimi</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Cate minciuni desarte,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nu exista decat lacrimi!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">E atat de rau/.../</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Sunt multe lucruri ce ranesc</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Tu nu stii cat imi e de greu</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ma tot lupt sa nu gresesc...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Lasa-ma sa cred ca inca te iubesc,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Inima mi-a fost smulsa</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nu stiu nici ce mai traiesc</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Privesc si plang o lume falsa.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nimic nu exista cu adevarat</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Un paravan acopera esentialul</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nimic nu e cu adevarat curat,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Sentimente manjite de existenta,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Asteapta idealul...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Esti sigur ca si tu esti bine?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ca inca mai ai sufletul aici?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ca inca poti sa te ridici...?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">...</span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ca iubirea-ti apartine?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Arunca-mi un pistol</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Vreau sa ma droghez cu eternitate</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Nu tu ai gresit in acel rol,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ci iubirea.Ascunde-te!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">O masca necurata te pandeste</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Asculta-ma,si viata ocoleste...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Sfarsitul e in fata,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Pe pamant cu exista dragoste si viata,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Niciodata n-ai trait cu adevarat</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Esti nou aici,ce-i rau inca n-ai aflat!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Un scenariu fals e viata mea</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Ma prabusesc in replici rele....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Iubire,nu te-au trezit inca visele?</span></em></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">As vrea sa plec</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">As vrea sa rad</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Vreau sa te iubesc</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Din cauza ta</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Mereu gresesc...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Tot nu stii</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Cat te iubesc....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Azi mor,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Maine traiesc</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Mereu gresesc....</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Mereu gresesc...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">De ce nu mori cand sufletu-ti pleaca</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">De ce respiri cand lacrimi te ineaca</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">De ce tot vezi cand dragostea e oarba</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">...?....</span></em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-11551638905422480972009-08-29T14:35:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:36:26.006-07:00Da-mi viata...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(170, 119, 126); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLZwS8VkcPNucW2t0p6u-W1UW4hmvtCQreYLppilIOOv8-iWGktdqtEXQuDwPiKATSRjn94UijjKbG0s10AMziAdGwcyC2rb9tzDQpGf3tIL2kVD-ORM2cWMg2T_437eqVksigIv6tmI/s1600-h/Ornithophobia_III_by_larafairie.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; "><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188434435186140722" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLZwS8VkcPNucW2t0p6u-W1UW4hmvtCQreYLppilIOOv8-iWGktdqtEXQuDwPiKATSRjn94UijjKbG0s10AMziAdGwcyC2rb9tzDQpGf3tIL2kVD-ORM2cWMg2T_437eqVksigIv6tmI/s320/Ornithophobia_III_by_larafairie.jpg" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-right-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); border-left-color: rgb(127, 119, 170); display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; " /></a><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Azi am plecat departe</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am lasat sunetele sa inunde imaginile</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Mi-am uitat trairile</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am risipit regretele</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>....</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Da-mi viata de cate ori</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Ma prabusesc in praful lacrimilor</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Da-mi viata de cate ori</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Uit de valoarea sentimentelor</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Da-mi viata cand mor in vise</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Da viata gandurilor nepermise</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Nu-ti fie teama sa ma prinzi</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Daca-am sa cad,tu sa nu plangi!</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Cand zborul meu se frange</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am nevoie de aripile tale</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Cand lumea mea se stinge</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am nevoie de sentimente reale</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Cand totul numai are sens</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am nevoie doar de tine...........</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Plec sa cant lumii despre lucruri noi...</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Despre cum s-au sinucis gandurile mele</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Despre tristetea din ele</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Si despre seninatatea din noi</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Plec,dar sunt aici</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Daca ai nevoie de mine</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am vazut murind iubirea</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Plangeam in fiecare noapte</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Te-ai gandit vreodata?</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Nu esti singurul care lacrima-n soapte</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Nu esti singurul care plangea candva</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Din acelasi motiv...</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Inima mea era de mult sfasiata</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Dar niciodata nu stia cu ce sa inceapa</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Si mereu se gandea</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Ca nu e bine,are pentru ce lupta</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>...Motivul erai tu,iubirea mea!</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Din cauza ta</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am plans in miliarde de clipe</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Din cauza ta</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Ma indepartam de realitate</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Din cauza ta</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Am uitat de copilarie</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Din cauza ta</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Ma straduiesc acum sa uit de tot</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>....</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Si...acum n-am ce face</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Si simt ca viata mea e din ce in ce mai goala</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Simt cum sufletul se preface</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Intr-un lucru neinteles....</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Da-mi viata,iubeste-ma...</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Dar nu din cuvinte</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Care mint...</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Ajuta-ma sa simt</em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>Ca nu te iubesc in zadar...</em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-71519619040367339352009-08-29T14:33:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:35:41.271-07:00Dramatic introduction...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyKcjdpQDD70xc4P5fwDP_oFOR9sJ05madvLGXCTpW86v1rzvtDcnz_Y8XOIn8ieK1QGyulAm2kmjbnjUcbsSisS-QDl1XsEybwxZVIkVm1AzQzdRAd49RL1xy3o7nw7QIoojIB62DUg/s1600-h/ballin_by_miss_mosh.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyKcjdpQDD70xc4P5fwDP_oFOR9sJ05madvLGXCTpW86v1rzvtDcnz_Y8XOIn8ieK1QGyulAm2kmjbnjUcbsSisS-QDl1XsEybwxZVIkVm1AzQzdRAd49RL1xy3o7nw7QIoojIB62DUg/s400/ballin_by_miss_mosh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375502605904990754" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(170, 119, 126); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Se scurg clipele</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">Pasii lor ma irita</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); ">Si ma fascineaza</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">E liniste</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Pot</span> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">auzi sunete moarte</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); ">Si bataile unei inimi singure</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Sunetele nasc zgomot</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Pe pamant niciodata nu e liniste</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); ">Simt pulsul zgomotului,</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); ">Are tensiunea scazuta...</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); ">Se aud pasi tarzii</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">E miezul noptii</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">Mi-e dor de tine.................</span></em></strong></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-57465175948994900272009-08-29T14:32:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:33:50.284-07:00Inca...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpOnmjreyU9cSw99nvU-3Dptje198xhqh1VFaQlVGSf3xTxnXY-JDgY43vv6m1BSsWyKXs-q1Ch_JHrgmy-60gBm38GlTGTBnIwluQPFQ3C5s83w7QMA8y_u734JpnA_hJMDYKebxKm2Y/s1600-h/Fiori_secchi__by_coloriatempera.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpOnmjreyU9cSw99nvU-3Dptje198xhqh1VFaQlVGSf3xTxnXY-JDgY43vv6m1BSsWyKXs-q1Ch_JHrgmy-60gBm38GlTGTBnIwluQPFQ3C5s83w7QMA8y_u734JpnA_hJMDYKebxKm2Y/s400/Fiori_secchi__by_coloriatempera.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375502152934848386" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(170, 119, 126); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un pas</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si timpul se pierde</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un glas</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si lumea plange</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un trup</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si dorul se stinge</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un vant</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si drumul piere...</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un sarut</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si atingerea moare</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un sunet mut</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si totul dispare</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca o lume</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si nimic nu ma convinge</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca o minune</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Si dragostea invinge</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un actor</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Dispare...</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca o stea</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Moare</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un rol</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Minte</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un decor</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Ascunde</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca un moment</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Tace</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Inca o secunda</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); ">Plange..</span></div></span></div>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291988716272797838.post-23385985521609822472009-08-29T14:30:00.000-07:002009-08-29T14:32:29.078-07:00Unimaginable<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3GGu6M93VPMHidhyphenhyphen8kviWSelB-zXj1kj98QxiYjMJPOzW8XgXRmY3bFrZ8Uwy80h5qsJM-EgBuhzg_V6J_LYc6opOxsjMuXuZUI9Vma5HF2w9aCkgsbK31NYemkQHjuWL2QP5aeqVoTY/s1600-h/throw_me_beautiful_by_corollary.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3GGu6M93VPMHidhyphenhyphen8kviWSelB-zXj1kj98QxiYjMJPOzW8XgXRmY3bFrZ8Uwy80h5qsJM-EgBuhzg_V6J_LYc6opOxsjMuXuZUI9Vma5HF2w9aCkgsbK31NYemkQHjuWL2QP5aeqVoTY/s400/throw_me_beautiful_by_corollary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375501803544914418" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(170, 119, 126); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nu te mai ascunde aici!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Vreau un fum</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Pleaca...u nu ai ce cauta aici</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Eu n-am lume! :(<br />-U nu stii gustul zilelor?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nu mi-am abandonat destinu`</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">....</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-De ce nu pleci?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Vreau sa raman aici,langa tine</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Eu sunt departe</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Si cine e aici?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Un trup...</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Si sufletu`?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-E plecat in voiaj.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nu inteleg :(<br />-Se va intoarce,trebuie sa se sinucida mai intai!<br />-...Cum adica?Sufletele nu se sinucid</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Asa crezi u.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Esti bine?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Sufletu` meu asteapta glontu`ratiunii,dak nu,o sa caute sfoara singuratatii si...THE END</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nuuu...e prea trist!:(<br />-Ce-ti pasa...nici nu ma cunosti</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Ba da.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Asa crezi u,asa cred toti.Nimeni nu conoaste pe nimeni.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-U ce ascunzi de fapt?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Sufletu` meu izbucneste inauntru,e plin de lucruri si vise,daca i-as da drumu` afara,toti m-ati crede un monstru`!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nu e adevarat =((<br />-Ba da..este...uneori trebuie sa folosesti mult machiaj pentru mastile tale,trebuie sa ascunzi totu` ca sa nu pari nebun.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Daca te-ai decoperta ce ai vedea?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Multe...UNIVERSUL!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Universu` sta in tn?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nu...eu sunt o Cutie a Pandorei</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Sunt mai multe?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Da.Insa toti cunosc doar una!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Si u?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Eu..i-au contact cu Universu`,interactionez cu norii si arunc stele.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Unde le arunci?</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Pe pamant</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nu inteleg..</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); ">-Nici nu trebuie~ ^.^...dormi acum...totu` a fost doar un vis!</span></em></div></span>ρυяє ιηησ¢єηтhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12188678579801431944noreply@blogger.com0