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It's one of those days. When there is no sun. Only a gray sky blue with white spots. It's like a huge canopy would separate us from all other worlds that exist. Maybe you should stay at home, to close doors and hearts and ask what we have done we deserved it. Or maybe it's just a message. On a huge piece of paper sent messengers unseen.
We continue our lives, longing for the sun we are numb and made us believe that we are better. No, we are never good if these days with gray skies blue and white spots we did not mix with the blood in the veins. cumberland lake If the semi-darkness is not up to us and stop time ticking cumberland lake somewhere inside we are never good.
But life in her appearance does not change. Buildings are infernal noise, women bring their children home asleep underground is preparing to receive their travel at 6. Only trees retains some autumn leaves.
And then leave at night. Slowly. Silent. Deafening. Feel that in the few steps from the service to the station. Look up to the sky. And you realize that yes, it's one of those days. A little cold, but not enough as not put your hood over her golden hair. Let the wind play in strands, to caress the cheek when you delete cumberland lake a coarse or rebellious tear you cram into your eyes green. cumberland lake Behind cumberland lake the clouds looming. Front sun sends some rays. Fighting, and tell you clench determined to continue and remain neutral.
From somewhere far away, or just from the iPhone curly kid next to you can hear Cara Dillon. I frown. You know this song. Once, long ago, you went away, all the dreams which I scribble in my soul. Close your eyes. It's a crazy city. Nobody will notice it. You only need a few seconds. Both.
Travel away then back, among those cars that evicting silhouettes swarming, but do not look again. He felt cold to the bone. Only then you are. Somewhere in the big world. cumberland lake Lost, like you.
Smile. A ray or just a consolation torn from another world. A drop of rain or just a stray tear through the years. cumberland lake View on a high building, hundreds of buildings and forests cumberland lake surrounding cumberland lake the capital. You know it's out there. Sitting in a dirty station, waiting for a bus. And listening to a song. Somehow, in a strange way, that song ripped from another world came there.
It's almost evening. From street caps whitish smoke out thin. As freed from the grip of mortal cumberland lake angels. He rises and look like white spots blend with gray-blue sky.
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It's one of those days. When there is no sun. Only a gray sky blue with white spots. It's like a huge canopy would separate us from all other worlds that exist. Maybe you should stay at home, to close doors and hearts and ask what we have done we deserved it. Or maybe it's just a message. On a huge piece of paper sent messengers unseen.
We continue our lives, longing for the sun we are numb and made us believe that we are better. No, we are never good if these days with gray skies blue and white spots we did not mix with the blood in the veins. cumberland lake If the semi-darkness is not up to us and stop time ticking cumberland lake somewhere inside we are never good.
But life in her appearance does not change. Buildings are infernal noise, women bring their children home asleep underground is preparing to receive their travel at 6. Only trees retains some autumn leaves.
And then leave at night. Slowly. Silent. Deafening. Feel that in the few steps from the service to the station. Look up to the sky. And you realize that yes, it's one of those days. A little cold, but not enough as not put your hood over her golden hair. Let the wind play in strands, to caress the cheek when you delete cumberland lake a coarse or rebellious tear you cram into your eyes green. cumberland lake Behind cumberland lake the clouds looming. Front sun sends some rays. Fighting, and tell you clench determined to continue and remain neutral.
From somewhere far away, or just from the iPhone curly kid next to you can hear Cara Dillon. I frown. You know this song. Once, long ago, you went away, all the dreams which I scribble in my soul. Close your eyes. It's a crazy city. Nobody will notice it. You only need a few seconds. Both.
Travel away then back, among those cars that evicting silhouettes swarming, but do not look again. He felt cold to the bone. Only then you are. Somewhere in the big world. cumberland lake Lost, like you.
Smile. A ray or just a consolation torn from another world. A drop of rain or just a stray tear through the years. cumberland lake View on a high building, hundreds of buildings and forests cumberland lake surrounding cumberland lake the capital. You know it's out there. Sitting in a dirty station, waiting for a bus. And listening to a song. Somehow, in a strange way, that song ripped from another world came there.
It's almost evening. From street caps whitish smoke out thin. As freed from the grip of mortal cumberland lake angels. He rises and look like white spots blend with gray-blue sky.
About admin MATEESCU Publishing was founded in August of 2008 at the initiative of two journalists in Bucharest, Dana Fodor and Razvan Mateescu who worked as a special reporter in several cumberland lake central newspapers and magazines. They want to share a little of the public their experience cumberland lake of nearly two decades in the realm of print media. 1 Comment
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Sponsored Links ABC - contractors Blidari Marketing Consultant Icons painted on glass spoons carved cumberland lake wooden handicrafts shop shop shop turnkey Price Realization shop Dam click: TRUTH ABOUT DACI ALMANAHELE Goagea investigators MONDEN ASSOCIATION "SOUL cumberland lake THERAPY" cumberland lake DAN DAN TANASA TERTECI BEYOND EXPLOSIVE cumberland lake illusions - NEWS FLAVIUS OBEADĂ dream girl - knee FLORINE world PACURARU GEORGIANA CAPUERDE STORIES scholar bitch LUMINITA Amaral - POEMS my opinion P
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