tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28579214685790602652024-02-19T18:39:20.434+02:00Eu ... sufletul meu...viata..ginduri printre...randuriAdyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.comBlogger214125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-58744258570627098292017-08-10T18:38:00.001+03:002017-08-10T18:38:52.824+03:00<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Remember....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Remember my love ... there is no destiny ... we are equally the material being and the spiritual being ... we do not have to look for the explanations of the material world in our soul ... but only in our mind ... in our souls we just find what we are or what we should be ... so ... do not blame anyone for what we are ... for what we live ... life is a storm that wants to get away from what we are. .. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Remember that nothing is accidental in life ... remember the unspoken and yet known words between us ... In the days that darken your soul .. remember.....</span>Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-46537519741065648982017-08-10T18:34:00.002+03:002017-08-10T18:34:09.944+03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-73707848612659972312017-08-10T18:19:00.004+03:002017-08-10T18:19:32.547+03:00......one more....<br />
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The memories of you, will always be engraved within my heart.<br />
It's hard to say goodbye, there's only one last dream we left behind.<br />
I'll give you all my love and soul.<br />
Please hold me one more time.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRIx-36xp_BLpW_0pQCho5yAarrKE2kCWzvYpbWcaFQP7amjbcKtzKYfMxO6sBSie-qN4Nd8ePbLfuxqcumTmqGJ1vc4GMVPz0Hxv8Cn9MdfN_cw91-PwlCjjkd3XhxL3teP4t-u__as/s1600/a+kiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="535" data-original-width="426" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRIx-36xp_BLpW_0pQCho5yAarrKE2kCWzvYpbWcaFQP7amjbcKtzKYfMxO6sBSie-qN4Nd8ePbLfuxqcumTmqGJ1vc4GMVPz0Hxv8Cn9MdfN_cw91-PwlCjjkd3XhxL3teP4t-u__as/s400/a+kiss.jpg" width="317" /></a>Don't be afraid to come, with me.<br />
Across the waves of time.<br />
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Find me in the night.<br />
Touch me with your soul.<br />
Hold me in your arms, don't let go.<br />
Kiss me in the rain, steal my breath away.<br />
Close your eyes and dream, one more time.<br />
Whisper to the stars.<br />
Sing this song for me.<br />
Let the ocean rise, upon us.<br />
Come and fly away with me, to the rising light.<br />
Close your eyes and dream, one more time.<br />
One more time with you.<br />
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Everywhere you'll be.<br />
I'll be there for you.<br />
I feel your heart so close to mine.<br />
Kiss me now and set me free.<br />
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Another day has gone.<br />
The sea is calling now to take me home.<br />
Beneath the stars at night.<br />
I promise you'll be safe with me forever.<br />
I'll give you all my love and soul.<br />
Follow your heart, I'm yours.<br />
Don't be afraid to come with me.<br />
Follow your dreams, tonight.<br />
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I'm here.<br />
Kiss me and set me free.<br />
Stay.<br />
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Please stay and find me in the night.<br />
Touch me with your soul.<br />
Hold me in your arms, don't let go.<br />
Kiss me in the rain.<br />
Steal my breath away.<br />
Close your eyes and dream, one more time.<br />
Whisper to the stars.<br />
Sing this song for me.<br />
Let the ocean rise, upon us.<br />
Come and fly away with me, to the rising light.<br />
Close your eyes and dream, one more time.<br />
One more time with you.<br />
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Everywhere you'll be.<br />
I'll be there for you.<br />
Everywhere you'll be.<br />
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https://youtu.be/p5hcxDiWuK0Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-64052602160605082772015-08-19T16:32:00.001+03:002015-08-19T16:32:51.765+03:00M-am ratacit in aceasta viata...desi in drumul meu am primit semne ...unele le-am inteles...altele nu le inteleg nici acum....Avem cu totii un destin...dar pentru al duce la capat trebuie sa deschidem ochii..sa privim atent in jurul nostru...Viata insa,..viata ce o traim ne tulbura insa....ne impiedica sa facem alegerile care ar trebui facute...eterna batalie dintre rau si bine...pentru ca daca am reusi sa ne implinim menirea aici ....raul ar soma...Deci in final ..e complicat sa mergem pe drumul care ar trebui....si cu cit ne lasam dus de ..intuneric cu atat mai departe de lumina santem...viata insasi este complicata.Nimic nu e usor...nimic nu e fara rost...nimic.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-76525453223689430772014-06-30T07:58:00.001+03:002014-06-30T11:15:56.141+03:00TIired of...be<span class="hps"> </span><br />
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<span class="hps"> And</span> <span class="hps">what about me.........<span class="hps">I have no feelings</span>.....<span class="hps">I do not have</span> <span class="hps">a soul....<span class="hps">I have no</span> <span class="hps">heart</span> <span class="hps">...<span class="hps">I do not have</span> <span class="hps">any of that...</span>.<span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">never had...<span class="hps">the only thing</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">had was....</span> <span class="hps">the desire..to have...<span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">fill with</span> <span class="hps">something</span> <span class="hps">this body.....<span class="hps">I'll</span> <span class="hps">stop</span> <span class="hps">crying</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">it is useless to</span> <span class="hps">cry</span> <span class="hps">for</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">strangers</span> <span class="hps">....</span> <span class="hps">I can not run</span> <span class="hps">after</span> <span class="hps">a dream</span> <span class="hps">forever</span> <span class="hps">........</span> <span class="hps">I need to stop</span> <span class="hps">......<span id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps alt-edited">I am tired of</span> <span class="hps">....</span> <span class="hps">.....</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">keep pretending</span> <span class="hps">that</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">I have nothing</span> .... so tired......</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Îmi aduc aminte de clipe de alta data.....amintiri regasite pe un raft plin de praf al sufletului meu.Clipe in care priveam cerul in cautarea a ceva...ceva nedefinit....nestiut sau necunoscut dar care stiam ca e acolo sau ca ar trebui sa fie acolo.Îmi placea extraordinar sa stau într-o zona slab iluminata,strada sau chiar câmp ...undeva unde nu era lumina in jur asta oferindu-mi o imagine clara a cerului instelat...priveam constelatiile...licarirea colorata....cautam ceva era un sentiment nedeslusit....era...atunci...acum...acum e altfel...Mi-a trebuit mult timp si...suferinta,a trebuit sa lupt pe doua fronturi....viata din mine si viata din jurul meu...Nici acum nu pot spune ca acesta lupta sa sfirsit...nu in totalitate,mai e doar viata din jurul meu...nu stiu daca m-as putea adapta la viata din jurul meu...nu vreau ....Poate e destinu meu...sau poate trebuie doar sa astept....sa astept clipa cind la rindul meu voi oferi ceea ce eu am primit....poate abia atunci voi putea trece mai departe....voi putea fi acolo... printre miile de stele....alaturi de acel ...nedefinit....Pina atunci...raman aici ....pentru ca inca mai trebuie...doar ca acest /trebuie / ar c-am trebui pus la punct.....dar lipseste energia....poate intr-o zi o voi gasi...sau....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: blue;"> <em>Se spune ca sufletul e o forma de energie....lumina....Din cite stiu sufletul are un ciclu in aceasta lume(dimensiune)..vine...revine ....de cite ori e nevoie ...pentru a-si implini menirea...si pentru a-si gasi la rindul lui perechea...cu care sa plece mai departe....cindva vom intelege intregul ciclu (limitat de gindirea noastra) al existentei...cindva vom intelege adevaratele valori ale existentei noastre.Sintem calatori prin aceasta viata...calatoria se va sfirsi doar in clipa cind vom intalni sufletul sau persoana a carei miracol sintem....Sintem aici penru un motiv....nu doar pentru a fi....viata de aici e drumul ce trebuie strabatut...atit doar ca atunci cind ne apropiem de momentul de implinire trebuie sa fim atenti....sa avem ochi deschisi....intodeauna va fi greu ,pentru ca nimic nu este usor si pentru ca intodeauna unde se produce un act al lumini, intunericul va incerca sa bage bete in roate.Dualitatea exista in orice...si intodeauna se va aplica ca orice lege a existentei....</em></span></span><br />
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<span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">maybe I</span> <span class="hps">am</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">troubled</span> <span class="hps">soul</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">Considering that</span> <span class="hps">the memories that</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">wear them</span> <span class="hps">everyday</span> <span class="hps">struggle</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">moment by moment</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">Now</span> <span class="hps">more than ever</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">when the</span> <span class="hps">only thing</span> <span class="hps">I thought</span> <span class="hps">could help me</span> <span class="hps">to forget</span> <span class="hps">or</span> <span class="hps">to cover</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">proved to</span> <span class="hps">be a mistake</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">huge</span> <span class="hps">one</span> <span class="hps">which</span> <span class="hps">cost me</span> <span class="hps">14 years of</span> <span class="hps">life ...</span> <span class="hps">energy</span> <span class="hps">..</span> <span class="hps">soul</span> <span class="hps">..</span> <span class="hps">will</span> <span class="hps">..</span> <span class="hps">but that</span> <span class="hps">is the beauty</span> <span class="hps">of life</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">So</span> <span class="hps">I have to</span> <span class="hps">smile</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">in the end</span> <span class="hps">I do not know</span> <span class="hps">if happiness</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">or</span> <span class="hps">love</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">are nothing but</span> <span class="hps">illusions</span> <span class="hps">created by</span> <span class="hps">the human</span> <span class="hps">mind</span> <span class="hps">or</span> <span class="hps">deception</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">the desire</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">of something that</span> <span class="hps">actually</span> <span class="hps">is not real</span> <span class="hps">....</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">falling apart</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">moral</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">because I</span> <span class="hps">can not</span> <span class="hps">throw</span> <span class="hps">all these years ... <span class="hps">but</span> i <span class="hps alt-edited">must....</span></span>Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-65101356254148796842013-01-12T19:40:00.001+02:002013-01-12T19:40:36.533+02:00 so tired<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<em><span class="hps alt-edited"> .........tired of</span> <span class="hps">of fighting</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">tired </span><span class="hps">of dreams</span> <span class="hps">or</span> <span class="hps">wishes</span> what <span class="hps">will</span> <span class="hps">not</span> <span class="hps">come true</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">tired of</span> <span class="hps">hope that</span> <span class="hps">tomorrow</span> <span class="hps">will</span> <span class="hps">be better</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">tired of</span> <span class="hps">a life that</span> <span class="hps">no matter how</span> <span class="hps">I try to</span> <span class="hps">save</span><span>, I</span> <span class="hps">fail</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">tired of</span> <span class="hps">14 years</span> <span class="hps">have passed</span> <span class="hps">in vain</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">tired of</span> <span class="hps">to feel</span> <span class="hps">and see</span> <span class="hps">the same</span> <span class="hps">indifference</span> <span class="hps">every day</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">for</span> <span class="hps">when I</span> <span class="hps">sleep</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">when</span> <span class="hps">I wake</span> <span class="hps">up</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">when</span> <span class="hps">I wake up</span> <span class="hps">until</span> <span class="hps">I go to sleep</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">owe</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">a life</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">for who</span> <span class="hps">or what</span> </em><span class="hps"><em>......</em><span class="hps">tired</span> <span class="hps">of masks</span> <span class="hps">worn</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">tired</span> <span class="hps">of tears</span> <span class="hps">...</span></span><em> <span class="hps">so tired</span></em>Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-14044909089382474092012-12-05T07:16:00.000+02:002012-12-05T07:16:18.553+02:00dimineata...pustie... Privesc afara....e intuneric inca si nu am chef de nimic...ma simt pustiu ...nici o dorinta...nici un tel...am devenit o masina...trecutul...sufletul si durerea din el.....fantasme sau realitati interioare daca le pot numi asa,ce ma vor bîntui etern.....Nu reusesc sa ma despart de omul ce ma face sa sufar ...nu stiu ...de ce ma simt tot mai departe de el ....nu mai reusesc sa ma ridic ...si nu o voi face atita timpc cit nu reusesc sa elimin negativul din viata mea...O singura speranta mai nutresc deocamdata .....sa reusesc sa fac asta...asta inainte ca viata si partile ei frumoase sa ma ingroape tot mai mult....<br />
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....Ai ramas acolo....chiar daca viata incearca din rasputeri sa te stearga....si chiar daca...inca nu te aflu....sper ca va veni ziua cind .... voi putea sa privesc din nou acei ochi de inger ....imi lipsesti...mie dor...de tine orcine sau oriunde esti....
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: red;"><span style="background-color: white;">Ce înseamna un zâmbet.... ce înseamna un surâs si câteva cuvinte calde.... ce înseamna o privire in care sa vezi ceva ce te face sa tresari....sa-ți aduci aminte de lucruri..simțuri...sentimente...ce înseamna sa vezi dincolo de cuvinte ....ce înseamna sa vezi dincolo de doi ochi...ce înseamna acea intonație data cuvintelor</span></span><span style="background-color: white;"> încât sa para un alint....toate astea ce înseamna.....ce înseamna sa nu le ai dar sa ți-le dorești...
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.......dorinte...sperante ...si vise.....toate ce in timp sau format in mine ...acum cad...se prabusesc ca un castel de carti sub o adiere usoara...nu stiu unde am gresit...sau daca am gresit....defapt nu mai conteaza...vreau doar liniste....liniste...in mine...in suflet...Sa spun ca asta-i soarta...ca asta mie destinul....nu...nu o fac.... tot cea ce se intimpla este rezultatul propiilor mele actiuni...ginduri si idei.....si...doare....nu faptul ca am ajuns aici si ma aflu in situatia asta ....doare dezamagirea cu care ma infrunt cind privesc prezentul...golul mai mare ce creste neincetat in sufletul meu....dor sacrificiile facute pentru ...o iluzie....dar asta este...viata....o viata pe care sintem datori sa o ducem pina la capat....doamne cit de mult imi doresc uneori sa nu mai simt nimic........................Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-68023395234854101422012-09-27T06:30:00.000+03:002012-09-27T06:30:50.962+03:00beginning ... or actually end<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="hps">...when</span> <span class="hps">darkness</span> <span class="hps">comes</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">nightmare</span> <span class="hps">lies in wait</span> <span class="hps">ready to</span> <span class="hps">envelop you</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">for me</span> <span class="hps">just now</span> <span class="hps">darkness</span> <span class="hps">settles</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">the nightmare</span> <span class="hps">is just beginning</span> <span class="hps">...</span>Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-30206039597536378372012-09-15T21:38:00.000+03:002012-09-15T21:38:11.890+03:00loneliness ... even if ....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="hps">... everything around me</span> <span class="hps">... everything</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">the same</span> <span class="hps">no matter</span> i <span class="hps">tend to</span> <span class="hps">try to</span> <span class="hps">build </span> <span class="hps">all goes</span> <span class="hps">down</span> <span class="hps">... <span class="hps">collapses ...</span></span> <span class="hps">like I</span> <span class="hps">want to</span> <span class="hps">build a</span> <span class="hps">sand</span> <span class="hps">castle</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">dry sand</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">I feel like</span> <span class="hps">something</span><span>'s wrong</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">still</span> <span class="hps">can not define</span> <span class="hps">what ...</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">can</span> <span class="hps">only</span> <span class="hps">...</span><span class="hps"> dream</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">my dreams</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">everything</span> <span class="hps">I wanted</span> <span class="hps">and all I have</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">fills</span> <span class="hps">me</span> <span class="hps">laugh</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">I miss</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">miss</span> <span class="hps">more ...</span> <span class="hps">of dreams</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">the dream</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">house</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">angel</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">of the</span> <span class="hps">dream</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">life that</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">not to be</span> <span class="hps">negative</span> <span class="hps">even</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">maybe one</span> <span class="hps">day ...</span> <span class="hps">someday</span> <span class="hps">too far</span> <span class="hps">...</span><br /> <span class="hps">I miss</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">I want to forget</span> <span class="hps">all the</span> <span class="hps">past years</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">forget</span> <span class="hps">what</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">am</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">Who</span> <span class="hps">am I</span> <span class="hps">... I want</span> <span class="hps">to dream</span> <span class="hps">again ...</span> <span class="hps">a home away from</span> <span class="hps">everything and</span> <span class="hps">all</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">but the house</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">is deserted</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">am</span> <span class="hps">just me and</span> <span class="hps">echo</span> what <span class="hps">was born</span> <span class="hps alt-edited">of the </span> <span class="hps">cry</span> <span class="hps">of my soul</span> ...Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-90743973117800493122012-08-16T23:21:00.000+03:002012-08-17T00:10:54.037+03:00hate..or..love<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span a="undefined" c="4" closure_uid_8pdpw3="129" id="result_box" lang="en" qc="null"><span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16089" qc="null"> What should</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16090" qc="null">I do to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16091" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16092" qc="null">feel</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16093" qc="null">hatred</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16094" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16095" qc="null">I think if</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16096" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16097" qc="null">I would</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16098" qc="null">be</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16099" qc="null">able to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16100" qc="null">feel</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16101" qc="null">this feeling</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16102" qc="null">I could</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16103" qc="null">free</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16104" qc="null">myself</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16105" qc="null">from</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16106" qc="null">the situation in which</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16107" qc="null">I am</span><span closure_uid_8pdpw3="16108" qc="null">.</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16109" qc="null">closer to</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16110" qc="null">edge of the abyss</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16111" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16112" qc="null">the pain caused by</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16113" qc="null">someone who</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16114" qc="null">had to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16115" qc="null">relieve</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16116" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16117" qc="null">devouring</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16118" qc="null">the last</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16119" qc="null">drops of</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16120" qc="null">hope</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16121" qc="null">in</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16122" qc="null">me</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16123" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16124" qc="null">I can not live</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16125" qc="null">such a</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16126" qc="null">life ...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16127" qc="null">I do not wanna</span><span closure_uid_8pdpw3="16128" qc="null">,</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16129" qc="null">but</span> i <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16130" qc="null">do not have</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16131" qc="null">power</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16132" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16133" qc="null">energy</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16134" qc="null">to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16135" qc="null">break</span> fre<span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16136" qc="null">e</span><span closure_uid_8pdpw3="16137" qc="null">,</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16138" qc="null">to escape</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16139" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16140" qc="null">remain</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16141" qc="null">only</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16142" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16143" qc="null">the desert</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16144" qc="null">nights</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16145" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16146" qc="null">the void in</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16147" qc="null">my heart ...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16148" qc="null">and</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16149" qc="null">thought</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16150" qc="null">that</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16151" qc="null">someday</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16152" qc="null">I will</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16153" qc="null">be able to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16154" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16155" qc="null">have</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16156" qc="null">again</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16157" qc="null">near</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16158" qc="null">me</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16159" qc="null">that soul</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16160" qc="null">whose absence</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16161" qc="null">I feel</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16162" qc="null">so much................i miss you....<span a="undefined" c="4" class="short_text" closure_uid_8pdpw3="129" id="result_box" lang="en" qc="null"><span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16403" qc="null">wherever you are</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16404" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16405" qc="null">whoever</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_8pdpw3="16406" qc="null">you are.......................</span></span></span></span>Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-12356235271883050622012-07-31T22:45:00.001+03:002012-07-31T22:45:53.676+03:00Butterflies ... flowers I want to be a butterfly ... you ever seen a butterfly ... you watched his flight ... his joy to meet many flowers ... colored ... 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<span a="undefined" closure_uid_lz1z2z="89" f="4" id="result_box" lang="en" qc="null"><em><span style="color: blue;"><span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16073" qc="null">... love is</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16074" qc="null">a flower</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16075" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16076" qc="null">and perhaps</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16077" qc="null">if</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16078" qc="null">I were</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16079" qc="null">a</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16080" qc="null">butterfly</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16081" qc="null">I would have</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16082" qc="null">encountered</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16083" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16084" qc="null">but</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16085" qc="null">I am not</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16086" qc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16087" qc="null">just</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16088" qc="null">a flower</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16089" qc="null">...</span> of <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16090" qc="null">many</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_lz1z2z="16091" qc="null">...</span></span></em></span></div>Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-25801591862519074042012-07-22T09:40:00.001+03:002012-07-22T09:40:50.104+03:00...one day...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_mr5drbujhE" width="480"></iframe><br />
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Mai mult ca niciodata ,desi stiu ca nu ar trebui as vrea sa pot sa ma intorc inapoi.....in trecut sa schimb ceva...nu stiu ce anume...dar sa modific prezentul...sa incerc sa fiu altfel sa dau alt curs prezentului...Poate totul se datoreaza stresului fizic si psihic ...ahhh urasc cuvintul asta ... stress...urasc tot mai multe chestii...mie dor de tot mai multe......si cel mai mult imi lipseste ceva ce inca nu am reusit sa intalnesc..poate intr-o zi iubirea isi va arata chipul si pentru mine...si nu numai izvorata din mine ......poate....Sint obosit ..de luni pina simbata 13 ore zilnic de munca si un salariu de mizerie..si sa nu mai spun ore suplimentare neplatite..ca doar sintem in Moldova o provincie straina parca de restul tarii... urasc moldova si chiar daca parinti mei sint aici nascuti eu m-am nascut in celalalt capat der tara...Orsova.. linga portile de fier 2 ...banatean sau oltean nu stiu ce sint... stiu ca as vrea sa plec in vest insa deocamdata...trebuie sa ma multumesc cu ce am...nu stiu insa cit mai pot spune ..multumesc...drumul meu iar pare sa mearga in jos...nici nu ar putea sa mearga altfel atit timp cit sint in situatia asta ....iar de iesit din ea...nu stiu ce imi lipseste...poate curajul...poate mie la fel de teama ca de restul problemelor...nu stiu....stiu doar ca incet, timpul se scurge ..si trece fara rost...rost pentru mine ...Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-75517738772225697972012-06-24T10:02:00.001+03:002012-06-24T10:02:30.760+03:00I`m falling .. without you.<br />
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<span a="undefined" closure_uid_nz5dj0="84" f="4" lang="en" wc="null"><span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18205" wc="null"> After all this</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18206" wc="null">time</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18207" wc="null">has passed</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18208" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18209" wc="null">after</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18210" wc="null">much has</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18211" wc="null">changed</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18212" wc="null">in</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18213" wc="null">me</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18214" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18215" wc="null">even</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18216" wc="null">if</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18217" wc="null">by</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18218" wc="null">silence</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18219" wc="null">and</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18220" wc="null">by</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18221" wc="null">ignorance</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18222" wc="null">I try to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18223" wc="null">ignore,</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18224" wc="null">the pain</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18225" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18226" wc="null">or</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18227" wc="null">absence</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18228" wc="null">what</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18229" wc="null">I feel</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18230" wc="null">constantly</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18231" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18232" wc="null">I</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18234" wc="null">often</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18233" wc="null">get</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18235" wc="null">terrible tired</span><span closure_uid_nz5dj0="18236" wc="null">.</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18237" wc="null">Yet</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18238" wc="null">nothing</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18239" wc="null">can persuade</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18240" wc="null">me</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18241" wc="null">to believe</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18242" wc="null">otherwise</span><span closure_uid_nz5dj0="18243" wc="null">.</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18244" wc="null">There were times</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18245" wc="null">when</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18246" wc="null">I felt that</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18247" wc="null">I wanted</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18248" wc="null">to lie down</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18249" wc="null">somewhere</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18250" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18251" wc="null">down</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18252" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18253" wc="null">to close my eyes</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18254" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18256" wc="null">to let the </span><span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18255" wc="null">silence</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18258" wc="null">embrace <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18257" wc="null">me</span></span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18259" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18260" wc="null">I'm tired</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18261" wc="null">and I stopped</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18262" wc="null">many</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18263" wc="null">thoughts</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18264" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18265" wc="null">hopes</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18266" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18267" wc="null">dreams</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18268" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18269" wc="null">I</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18270" wc="null">stood still</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18271" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18272" wc="null">I wanted to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18273" wc="null">stop</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18274" wc="null">time</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18275" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18276" wc="null">but I know</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18277" wc="null">am not allowed</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18278" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18279" wc="null">however</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18280" wc="null">I</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18281" wc="null">would like to</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18282" wc="null">stop</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18283" wc="null">or</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18285" wc="null">forget</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18284" wc="null">always</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18286" wc="null">something</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18287" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18288" wc="null">around me</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18289" wc="null">...</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18290" wc="null">a person or whatever</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18291" wc="null">else</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18292" wc="null">reminds me of</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18293" wc="null">the lack of</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18294" wc="null">love that</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18295" wc="null">know</span> <span class="hps" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18296" wc="null">but</span> <span class="hps alt-edited" closure_uid_nz5dj0="18297" wc="null">which is missing ...</span></span><br />
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Priveste moartea si vei intelege valoarea vietii...<br />
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Priveste in lumina si vei intelege de e necesar intunericul...<br />
Priveste in intuneric si ve vedea de ce e necesara lumina...<br />
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Priveste cit de frumoasa e iubirea si vei intelege de ce exista ura...<br />
Priveste cit de rea e ura si vei intelege de ce ai nevoie de iubire...<br />
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Nu am crezut ca poate exista ura in iubire....cum poti ajunge sa urasti un om si sa iubesti acelasi om in acelasi timp....sau poate ..poate asta nu mai e iubire...ci doar dependenta...sau....orice altceva decit iubire...Un vis de noapte dupa o saptamana de munca de 12 din 24...imi alung somnul si imi provoaca ingrijorare sau neliniste...Nu pot sa cred ca dupa tot si toate ...inca in adincurile sufletului meu simt asa ceva...poate visul este doar un vis insa mi-a aratat ceva ce nu vreau sa cred....Desi implinirea visului nu m-ar surprinde prea mult in mine ceva nu vrea sa se intample asta ...si nu e partea de autoconservare ci pur si simplu e ceva acolo ca parca pune stop gindurilor intr-un mod dureros....ciudat este ca acelasi lucru il simt de ceva timp....dar sper ca nu voi vedea acest fapt implinit...va fi dureros nu doar pentru mine......Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-66293544725323123882012-04-30T18:48:00.000+03:002012-05-01T12:52:04.674+03:00...miss you....<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">
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I look deep in <span style="color: red;">my soul</span></div>
I look deep in <span style="color: red;">my heart</span><br />
I try to find you<br />
I try ...to see ... again ..<br />
... even ... as if in a dream ...<br />
I <span style="color: red;">miss</span> you ... terribly much<br />
tears in the night ... come again ...<br />
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why ... <span style="color: red;">you</span>'re not here ....Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-21366531400699233422012-04-26T22:23:00.000+03:002012-04-26T22:27:51.757+03:00Suflet pustiu Asta sint acum...un suflet pustiu....incep din ce mai mult sa alunec intr-un intuneric de nepatruns...nu mai vad viitorul,,trecutul e ... prea plin de fiere...prezentul..e nul....Ma simt pustiu si nu vad nimic...mintea si sufletul sint parca blocate...in acelasi cosmar din care nu mai reusesc sa vad o cale de iesire....prea multe ginduri intunecate imi strapung sufletul....am incercat din rasputeri sa resping ura pe care o vad ...zi de zi..ura indiferenta...nesimtirea si ..prostia...Am incercat orice....insa insa asa zisa "afacere" ce a inceput ce 13 ani in urma mi-a luat sau consumat toate resursele...M-ai rau este ca acum haosul pe care nu pot sa-l stapinesc...haosul dintre noi ...cei ce ar fi trebuit sa fim inima acestei familii...afecteaza tot mai mult copii...o vad...zi de zi .. in comportamentul lor si ma doare...ce mai e o durere in plus in sufletul meu.... <br />
Am trait intr-o familie aproape perfecta cel putin atita cit stiu eu....stiu ca parinti mei au avut si ei probleme...dar au stiut sa treaca de ele ..sa le depaseasca...mostenirea ..sau cele sapte clase primare cum spunea cineva sint foarte importante si la mine au fost totul...(cu riscul sa ma laud)marturie fiind oamenii ce au avut ocazia sa ma cunoasca ...Cu toate aste nu am incercat sa impun modul meu de viata....as putea spune acum ca ma pot adapta la orice mod de viata....insa nu la unul in care fiecare doarme in camera lui ...la unul in care viata de cuplu se rezuma doar la fa-mi aia ca esti barbat ...am nrevoie de aia.... ....hmmm mai bine nu spun chiar tot.....Cind eram mai tanar vedeam altfel o viata de cuplu....cel putin credeam ...credeam in mai multe chestii dar acum...in ce sa cred...si culmea din cite imi dau seama foarte multe cupluri traiesc in felul asta....pt dumnezeu ...ma intreb pentru ce.....pentru ce se mai numeste relatie de cuplu....De ce ... am raspunsuri si la asta sint foarte multi factori stiu si daca i-as enumera aici probabil nu as termina postarea asta decit dimineata.....insa stiu doar un lucru ...multi dintre noi facem pasul spre viata de familie nestiind ce avem alaturi...In cazurile fericite depinzand de educatie relatia devine platonica ...fiecare cu treaba lui dar impreuna....in cele mai rele ....exemplul meu..unul se foloseste din plin si altul...rezolvarea....simpla pare...un divort dar atunci cind sint copii la mijloc ....dar atunci cind stii ca divortul va desparti mai mult decit pe el de ea ci si pe copii....Viata pare intodeauna sa fie complicata si sa nu vrea sa ofere o cale de scapare????....sau mi-se pare doar mie!!!!. Daca as putea sa fac acest lucru l-as face si maine...as lasa totul in urma si as pasi inainte...nu as mai sta pe loc ...chiar daca stiu ca in urma mea ramin doua suflete ce pur si simplu ma doare sa stiu ca ramin linga omul ce....insa nesiguranta zilei de azi nu poate fi temelie pentru maine....as pleca ..pentru ca daca inca mai exist ...este datorita lor...<br />
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Nu vreau sa scap...nu mai vreau nimic decit ca in mine sa nu mai simt pustiul....sa nu mai fiu un suflet pustiu....insa nu stiu cum as putea face asta...nu stiu....dar maine e o noua zi....si poate..poate speranta sau cea ce numim speranta prin definitie nu e doar o minciuna sau basm ... poate....Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2857921468579060265.post-38181845063640934312012-03-10T16:38:00.000+02:002012-03-10T16:38:48.092+02:00...inima franta..... Nu prea am mai scris ...nu prea am mai fost pe aici....incerc sa las durerea in urma ...hmmm...fara succes insa....In ultimul timp am analizat ...tot...ce sint,ce traiesc...ce fac...Concluzia.....c-am nasoala sa o spun aici....nu e buna...Am ajuns intr-un punct mort....defapt cred ca sint...aici,de ceva timp....stand insa aici nu am facut decit sa consum si putinul de energie cel mai aveam....Privind totul in ansamblu port cea mai mare vina...am lasat timpul sa treaca...am lasat lucrurile sa se rezolve de la sine cind ar fi trebuit sa le rezolv eu si ...invers... Pustiu acum ... privesc in urma...nu am fost niciodata altfel....decit in momentele frumoase petrecute alaturi de copii....si totusi...amintirile mele....simturile si tot ceea ce produce asa de multa durere in mine....sint acolo ...tot timpul...uneori ating intensitati pe care putini probabil ar putea sa le simta fara sa....ma intreb oare...de ce nu pot gasi linistea ...de ce undeva inauntrul meu e o voce care vrea ca totul sa se repete....de ce totul e atit puternic inscris in mine ...ea...iubirea....totul... relatia in sine...Sint lucruri si stari care nu pot sa le confirm 100% dar le simt ...le stiu.....sint ani...ani de zile in care in sufletul meu acea voce rasuna...tipa si urla pur si simplu....acea voce pe care de cite ori am nesocotit-o tot de atatea ori am avut de suferit...nu ma opresc in a intreba de ce...care este motivul pentru toate astea ..<br />
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Ar trebui sa merg inainte...si sa las totul in urma....dar tot ceea ce se numea energie sau putere in mine sa consumat...hmmm ironic ...pe incercarea de a-mi acoperi soaptele propiului suflet....mi-am consumat toate resursele incercind sa redau sufletului acea...iubire...hmmm...iubirea insa nu se naste decit intre suflete compatibile....am inteles asta mult prea tarziu...Sintem capabili sa iubim sau sa simtim ura...depinde de ceea ce alegem...eu am ales iubirea ...sau defapt ea ma ales pe mine....ciudat ...acum realizez ca orice se va intimpla de acum inainte linga sufletul meu nu va mai putea sta nimeni ..decit acel suflet dupa care tanjesc atit de mult ...............................................................................<br />
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...totul pare sa continue la fel...chiar daca azi simt oboseala si nu cred ca mai am puterea sa lupt pentru cea ce imi doresc in sufletul meu...chiar daca...acel dor nestins continua sa mistue sufletul meu... chiar daca "ea" pare sa fie mult mai departe de mine decit as vrea sa cred.... chiar daca sint jos si nu mai am putere sa ma ridic...chiar daca viata incearca sa-mi alunge si ultimul zimbet.....CHIAR DACA...toate astea le simt in continuu...clipa de clipa ... zi de zi....continui sa sper ca va veni si ziua in care acestea vor fi amintiri...scrise in cartea propiei vieti...sfaturi si exemple.Continui sa sper ca va veni clipa care sa merite toate astea...clipa in care in sufletul meu va inflori din nou acea floare...pe care ma zbat din rasputeri sa nu o las sa moara...sper sa am puterea ...Adyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233145318630561710noreply@blogger.com3