Monday, June 8

inca

De marturisire mi-e dor in seara asta.
Ploaia imi aminteste de tot ce n-am spus niciodata.
Ma duc sa ma plimb.
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2 comments:

ma'am p said...

iti spun aici. isabelle, tu scrii ireal, chiar si un cuvant daca postezi si ala doare. sau daca nu doare, te atinge intr-un fel de neinchipuit.

10 July 2009 at 20:47
Anna said...

Iti multumesc mult.

12 July 2009 at 23:26

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