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lördag 8 november 2008 bild 1/2
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Öppethus på ProCivitas
Spilling out across the road and the square,
And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?
Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?
I'm burning, it's a fire, I cannot put out.
I'm learning that some things,
I can't go without and one of of them is him.
Passion and silence,
Every word, every line, a measure.
It's the science of the soul.
You, with your new born eyes,
Have you ever loved a man like I loved him?
Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?
Spilling out across the road and the square,
And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?
Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?
I'm burning, it's a fire, I cannot put out.
I'm learning that some things,
I can't go without and one of of them is him.
Passion and silence,
Every word, every line, a measure.
It's the science of the soul.
You, with your new born eyes,
Have you ever loved a man like I loved him?
Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?
Annons
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Anonym
sö 16 nov 2008 20:28
prosse is the shiet (;
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