Journals
Saturday,Dec 27 2008, 03:25:11 PMLove Ballad ...
I sit at the piano and sing you the ballad
without words ... Today, you play one again ...
My mind runs through black and white
I touch one echoing keyboards ...
I know that I promised I ever play a more
I just opened the piano to look at him ...
But my heart crazy Try
to tell one note: "I love you" ...
Who May care promise
I did it-when you left?
I remember too well today ballad
what kept us in it love
On keyboards sounded notes-dark
and we chained the two bishops
Valsa a boundless pleasure
floating through the galaxy of wonders ...
Perch on keyboards today lies
what remained silent behind us ...
No notes seem happier,
sleep in a book cover-blue
Last May singing the ballad today
and I remember the one moment they say ...
Then close the piano with sadness
and pretend that I do not know to sing ...
Tuesday,Dec 9 2008, 07:35:59 PMI ... same ...
... just me and my heart melt, reborn and die again ... I got in Fitele people, but occasionally escape from societii human chains and throw me in world destiny promised life but lost .. .
I am a "me" just like you, without too many worries or problems or ... happy to breathe and that love, sad (but go with a coffee and some pictures), not afraid to look people in the eye ..., love to talk to strangers, develop obsessions for anyone let me, I would spend a lifetime in nature, listening to what I like and if you do not please me, not a problem ... I believe in destiny and me, read Coelho for talking about soul, go by train, and I find it amazing, I love to feel sand in my hand, afraid of places without windows and people without soul ... I find myself in verse quoted that all the kid ... I live in bright red, laughed when I stop and if I remember ... I think they understand men and that he can understand, sleep on the full moon, love ..., always dream something and believe in what I feel ... I have friends without whom I would not see the world in colors and restu story ...
