iar is singur acasa si mor de frica
iar is singur acasa si mor de frica
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iar is singur acasa si mor de fricavat?
Nu sunt ce par a fi -
Nu sunt
Nimic din ce-aş fi vrut să fiu!...
Dar fiindcă m-am născut fără să ştiu,
Sau prea curând,
Sau poate prea târziu...
M-am resemnat, ca orice bun creÅŸtin,
Şi n-am rămas decât... Cel care sunt!...
hai noroc
my dream is to fly...over a rainbow ..so high
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
bla bla..
Colors made sounds in his mind. And he learned to play those sounds on his instrument. Green, with its infinite variations, was his most subtle harmony. The Listeners came, took him from his home to a house in a deep Deciduous Forest and listened as his music was played through perfect speakers on the roof of his house.
Fusesi la meet?bla bla..
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
a.. nu il vazusi era imbracat in rosu
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Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
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a.. nu il vazusi era imbracat in rosu
Colors made sounds in his mind. And he learned to play those sounds on his instrument. Green, with its infinite variations, was his most subtle harmony. The Listeners came, took him from his home to a house in a deep Deciduous Forest and listened as his music was played through perfect speakers on the roof of his house.
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
da?
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yo da
Idemda?
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Last edited by rZvBooM; 01-09-2007 at 22:09. Motiv: Automerged Doublepost
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
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