History
OilĂ , I had this blog almost two years ago, then very little after I had completely given up relegated to the realm of my usual harping on the romantic-pathetic 18 years ....
Then the other day in class we talk about blogs, so I remember to have one and I feel like going to look e. ..
I see many comments ... I have done a great pleasure ... uaoh ... think that I delete it entirely! I'll leave, maybe I'll write again, maybe not, but even if it is harping on a romantic ... tantovale that there remains where it is!
thanks to all who have appreciated and I have written about the comments, if it were not for you I would have closed ....
Monday, March 6, 2006
Monday, May 31, 2004
Astrononomical Reflector Manual
Poetry
Caught in a gust of wind chill
be swept away
Where nothing is my
Where everything is dark.
remain imprisoned
retained in the deep blue
Gliding on earth trembles
Then one day you see a sign
a relic of my past I want to take troubled
You can save me But every time you escape, you walk away
Until yesterday, when exhausted and surrendered
You turned your gaze to me
Now I can reach, I know
And then I come to you
Take me take me in your soul
Pat this tired body
Seeding in him hope and life new
Caught in a gust of wind chill
be swept away
Where nothing is my
Where everything is dark.
remain imprisoned
retained in the deep blue
Gliding on earth trembles
Then one day you see a sign
a relic of my past I want to take troubled
You can save me But every time you escape, you walk away
Until yesterday, when exhausted and surrendered
You turned your gaze to me
Now I can reach, I know
And then I come to you
Take me take me in your soul
Pat this tired body
Seeding in him hope and life new
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