[ It's time to forget about the past. To wash away what happened last. ]

[ It's time to forget about the past. To wash away what happened last. ]

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cOmpleted 100%

Watch my life,
Pass me by,
In the rear view mirror
Pictures frozen in time
Are becoming clearer
I don't wanna waste another day
Stuck in the shadow of my mistakes

Cause I want you,
And I feel you,
Crawling underneath my skin
Like a hunger,
Like a burning,
To find a place I've never been
Now I'm broken,
And I'm faded,
I'm half the man I thought I would be:
But you can have what's left of me

I've been dying inside,
Little by little,
No where to go,
But going out of my mind
In endless circles,
Running from my self until,
You gave me a reason for standing still

Take what's left
Of this man
Make me whole
Once again

I've been dying inside you see
I'm going out of my mind
Out of my mind
I'm just running in circles all the time
Will you take what's left
Will you take what's left of me?
Just running in circles in my mind
Will you take what's left
Will you take what's left of me?


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Brunette-du-15













# Posté le mercredi 13 février 2008 17:23
Modifié le samedi 26 avril 2008 13:52

[ Depuis quelques temps ma vie change du tout au tout ]

[ Depuis quelques temps ma vie change du tout au tout ]
Me v0ila d0nc! ni plus sage, ni plus belle, ni plus rien d0tre que la plupart des gens...


Ma seule pretention est detre un peu moin superficielle que certaines et bin sur rester MOI



Tu m'aimes?
Tu m'aimes pas?

Peux importe j'ai toujours fais ma vie sans toi, ni tes coms ni tes critiques :p
changeront
quelques Choses a ce petit paradis...






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V0te for me






# Posté le dimanche 13 janvier 2008 12:41
Modifié le samedi 12 avril 2008 18:40

.:|:.Goth style.:|:.

.:|:.Goth style.:|:.
SOuℓève †α pαupière cℓOse
Qu'eŦŦℓeure uи sOиge virgiиαℓ ;
Je suis ℓe spec†re d'uиe rOse
Que †u pOr†αis hier αu bαℓ.
†u мe pris eиcOre eмperℓée
Des pℓeurs d'αrgeи† de ℓ'αrrOsOir,
E† pαrмi ℓα Ŧê†e é†oiℓée
†u мe prOмeиαs †Ou† ℓe sOir.

OOi qui de мα мOrt Ŧus cαuse,
Sαиs que †u puisses ℓe chαsser
Ou†e ℓα иui† мOи spec†re rOse
A †On cheve† vieиdrα dαиser.
Mαis ne crαiиs rieи, je иe récℓαмe
Ni мesse, иi De PrOfuиdis ;
Ce ℓéger pαrŦuм est мOи αмe
E† j'αrrive du pαrαdis.

MOи des†iи Ŧu† digиe d'eиvie :
POur avOr uи †répαs si beau,
Pℓus d'uи αurαi† dOииé sα vie,
Cαr j'ai †a gOrge pOur †Oмbeαu,
E† sur ℓ'αℓbα†re Où je repOse
Uи pOè†e αvec uи bαiser
Écrivi† : Ci-gî† uиe rOse
Que †Ous ℓes rOis vOи† jαℓOuser


Poème par mila (gOthic soul) gros bizouxx a toi
# Posté le mercredi 19 décembre 2007 19:44

Love letter This time if, I don't know any more where I follow by it. If I must like it, it, who in every sms and in every exchanged words makes me smiling. I often look at the photograph of group, at that where were him and me one behind other one, making a stupid smile. There I feel like that it's meadows of me, to be able to say to him that I l love, but me can't. It lives far, too much far, to throw me in a relation. It is hard.Yes it is really hard to say to nothing him. I explain. That I shall like I shall embrace it for instance. I can't. Content simply myself with saying to him it " I love you " and " I miss you" that sometimes they can merge between said in friendship or in love.On one later.

Love letter  This time if, I don't know any more where I follow by it. If I must like it, it, who in every sms and in every exchanged words makes me smiling. I often look at the photograph of group, at that where were him and me one behind other one, making a stupid smile. There I feel like that it's meadows of me, to be able to say to him that I l love, but me can't. It lives far, too much far, to throw me in a relation. It is hard.Yes it is really hard to say to nothing him. I explain. That I shall like I shall embrace it for instance. I can't. Content simply myself with saying to him it " I love you " and " I miss you" that sometimes they can merge between said in friendship or in love.On one later.
Dear FD.

At night ican't close my eyes thinking about you, my days become years without you, you change me you change my life , my days , every things in me . I start thinking in a different way, I start believe in myself because you believed in me and because you was the only person who listened to me and gives me time to express my feelings , I really miss you .

I can't stand the pain and suffer of our separation much longer, I think of you every day - I can't help myself! Memories of pleasant times with you are hard to suppress, and my being so far away from you doesn't help matters either because it makes me wish I could be with you even more. At this moment, I wish you were here holding me in your arms and talking to me. Surely you must know how difficult it is for me to pretend as though all is well when you are so far away. You are that person, and I have somehow fallen hopelessly and undeniably in love with you.

To be honest, I never thought I would ever utter those words, but now, they come forth effortlessly and with great sincerity. I'll be forever greatful to you for showing me just how shallow my life was. At last, I have a chance to give it depth and purpose.

I just haven't felt the same since I met you. Knowing that you are in this world excites me and makes my body tingle all over. I get butterflies in my stomach, and my heart skips a beat.

Until that wonderful day arrives, I wish you the best life has to offer. Please take good care of yourself
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LOVE
Ouma
# Posté le mercredi 19 décembre 2007 19:03
Modifié le vendredi 13 juin 2008 20:48

Les gars

Les gars
Les gars c'est cØmme un chien tu le flattes pis la queue lève..

Les gars sØnt cØmme la lettre Q un grØs zérØ avec une tite queue..

Les gars c'est cØmme des trains, si tu le manques, tu prends le prØchain..

Les gars c'est cØmme des éléphants, ça trØmpent tØut le temps..

Les gars c'est cØmme la nuit, ça fait rêver..

Les gars c'est cØmme les fruits, après la saisØn, ils sØnt pØurri..

Les gars c'est cØmme des ØgniØns, ça fait pleurer..

Les gars c'est cØmme les maths, c' est dur à cØmprendre..

Les gars c'est cØmme la bière... les 2 rendent malade..

Les gars c'est cØmme des grenØuilles, ils ne pensent qu' à sauter..

Les gars sØnt cØmme des places de parkings, les meilleurs sØnt tØujØurs pris..

Les gars c'est cØmme les casserØles ça sprend par la queue.

Les gArs c'est cØmme les livre qu'en t'en a fini avec un ...tu le passe a ta cØpine.

Les gArs, c'est cØmme les pruneaux ca fait vite chier

Les gArs, c'est cØmme les champignØns... Øn les cherche, Øn les trØuve, et nØus empoisØnnent !


Les gArs ,c'est cØmme la vaisselle... sa fini toujours par casser.





# Posté le lundi 17 décembre 2007 18:55
Modifié le vendredi 14 mars 2008 09:16