"F*** Them (or mostly)."

"F*** Them (or mostly)."
Maybe i look nice and polite,
Maybe my smile seem peaceful or beautiful,
Maybe this page is full of colours.
Maybe you want to meet me,
Because my heart seems warm and protective.
Maybe you don't want to meet me,
Because you're scared to broke a so fragile soul.
Maybe this is just a dream.
Because whatever i seem
Just doesn't go right.
I have two faces. Don't trust the good part.
Only because the bad one controls it.
But just don't forget this page.
And you'll become someone advise.
You know why?
Come closer, i'll tell you.
Because i in deed become whoever i want to become.

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# Posté le jeudi 05 juin 2008 07:50

Modifié le dimanche 28 juin 2009 11:56

Alpha & Joya.

Alpha & Joya.
Maybe because she really understands me.
<3.
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# Posté le jeudi 19 juin 2008 10:40

Modifié le mardi 16 juin 2009 13:32

Sugar lump.

Sugar lump.
How can anybody support my screaming? She has good ears. When i am lost, wanting peace or hugs, i know i can count on her. When i am joyless, she knows what words she has to speak. We laugh good together, i know i can tell her everything, whereas it's hard to admit or else; god has found another angel for his sake. Going to the seaside with her was more than awesome.
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# Posté le mercredi 11 juin 2008 14:32

Modifié le mercredi 24 juin 2009 10:24

Cup of Tea.

Cup of Tea.
Friends is a word which few people in the world understand the meaning; thanks to her, i found the right way to go. She was the one who found my bright heart deep-inside my soul. Whatever i did wrong, she always took me back on the right road. She knows my fears and slipped all my tears running down my cheeks. Although i am rough or nasty sometimes, she followed me wherever i went.
Thank Godness for That.
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# Posté le vendredi 24 octobre 2008 13:05

Modifié le lundi 29 juin 2009 11:15

Hot Chocolate.

Karen.

In French Now (:

Celle qui est Mon Edward Cullen, Mon Ombrelle et Mon Trésor.
Les gens passent à côté d'un ange descendu du ciel, admire cette étoile filante pour juste l'oublier, cueille ses pétales de cette rose pour la jeter. Moi, j'ai fais un voeux, pour cette étoile, jaune moelleuse et scintillante. Je souhaite de ne jamais l'oublier, qu'elle ne m'oublie jamais, que nos chemins se croisent pour faire route ensemble. Il n'y a pas de chemins vers le bonheur, le bonheur, c'est le chemin.
Elle, qui sait m'écouter raconter des idioties au téléphone, ses cheveux volent dans tous les sens, on peut faire les pires conneries du monde tant que je serais avec elle peu m'importe. Je ne lâcherais jamais sa main. Il nous reste tant de choses à faire, tant de projets.



Hot Chocolate.
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# Posté le samedi 21 juin 2008 14:28

Modifié le lundi 29 juin 2009 11:09