only time I would like to drop. one tiny drop. her to catch a moment of eternity, written primal poetry wind, color honeydew, sweet as nectar mayflies in mugwort evening. it would redraw pumpernicks the universe. my body, rough harsh fire up the fire of love, my soul, song stars and a voice hoarse with passion, pumpernicks my words, fragile butterflies tenderness. it would be loved. pumpernicks the burning sensuality panther would hottest dunes, corroded from the desire of intoxicating chaos transfers donated and received it ourselves through the silk infinity night. it would perish. drank it, a dark, bitter and bitter, from the mildest of men's hands, vagabond poet without a homeland lost in the whirlwinds of despair, a stranger to the casual ruins carbonized pumpernicks world. 2008 Aleks
In itself can be addresses to drop their time. With Faust effort or Prometheus tricks ignite pumpernicks the fire of passion. pumpernicks Passions to come between us, your loyal readers. All good! m 20 January 2008
yeah, really emotional song. You certainly anyone ever wants to drop in time captured all the best and happiest moments, to which they would be returning anytime he wanted .. nice evening, but do not zardevaj! ;-D asterisk * 20 January 2008
Yesterday, when I submitted my song, I looked at your page. Little has been known to watch. Of course I read it and not just once. There is little I was already familiar to her comment. And sometimes it may also be more so. By the second pumpernicks day you experience it again, perhaps with different eyes. This often happens to me, it always otherwise experienced. But I just wanted to say, just thought I was swept away how each of us at the same time experiencing a world of its own. When it was evening, my world calms down. Normally, you then take a few hours, I'm just their pure own. Between work time, otherwise, I get something in your hand, something pokomentiram, but a lot of interference, but the phones, what a party, even between some urgent work. I can not be definitively collected, respectively. quite depending trnutkov. Here in the evening, however, pour into a harmony. And regardless of whether the write or read. Experiencing some special moments. pumpernicks And much it means to me to be so divided among themselves. Nobody of us physically isolated, but the soul is something else. Tale inner world, pumpernicks they rarely anyone opens. And we're opening it, we give each other a moment, and probably we have also repeatedly encouragement. At least I you are experiencing. Now you have too many launches, what I wanted to say? So you yesterday as you dreamed :) Date of award of songs. Most of it is already written, pumpernicks experiences with her. Desires, chasing all the music of love (affection of those who slowly grows boundaries, and. Is also changing in a stronger touch (passion), but just for this is again a little calm to be able to take off again. And that pain at the end. It appreciating passion, while those strong strong desire. I would give it all ... Even myself, even if it lost myself. But who are you? At the end of razvrednotiš. pumpernicks Just briefly, I covered everything. All the strong desire pumpernicks all Love in the end lost by a hurricane subsides slowly. As you are not worthy of love? This, of course, I did not say I do. :))) My opinion so remote is very positive, I experience pumpernicks this as a very FAJNO person. Such is the display of himself! I will try and try to find it in your song what kind of music and re-read :))) Nočko and enjoy me! Yes, I like the song, it would not have wrote so many words, if you do not pull yourself :))) I had the your world, and could be written by many more if wanted. But only an indicative figure. A hug from Vilinčka :))) 20 January 2008
Antonio Trigo: Forests without shadows example. Otherwise hard on this so your content. A tale instrumental we would be able to play with her. Again, good night and sweet dreams you want. Good mood today, I, you know, and be too. I wish you this from the bottom of my heart. January 20, 2008
- @ Matthew & Star, while you're at Faust and moments, Goethe's tale is one of my favorite quotes: "if I ever asked him a moment, but how do you good, pause! ..." No, lm think it would mefistove wearing shackles often :))) - @ Vilinček: interesting, interesting interpretation of ... you know, sometimes quite stunned, I think in a positive way: I never would have imagined that so many possible meanings drawn from one of my songs. to give you even do ... thank you ... I am happy to read! Thank you all and good night (a nice day for those who may come tomorrow). is read, a. ps star: meetings without Farben Miriam;))) 20 January 2008
One of my small drop, waiting for you in the light. Under the theme Hansel and Gretel: D nice to meet you and be uživja :))) Today I am a good mood ... I hope it will be so until the evening :))) and nadljavalo continue in the next days ... Forc he woke up, but does not want, does not want from me :))) 21 January 2008
Thank you for danešnje sparkles and pomadni rate, also saw your comment pumpernicks on my blog that I was just so happy, pumpernicks even though we on the verge of spoiling the harmony of the whole (body and reality, internal friction, which also happen ...) Yet everything in such a way as to facilitate prebrodiš
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