Haunted Places On Maryland Eastern Shore

THE FIELD AND OFF THE LIGHT SO

Nella mia stanza buia, la luce e spenta.
pian piano stento la mano per accarezzarti.
Abbraccio il cuscino, ma, tu non sei vicino a me.
Mi sveglio e mi accorgo come
e triste e amara questa vita senza te.
Ora capisco perché la solitudine cosi
Amara e triste senza di te.

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VORREI PERDERMI

Vorrei perdermi nelle tue braccia,
E non sapere niente di niente,
Accarezzandoti la pelle calda infuocata,
dal desiderio d’amore.
Dimenticare la tristezza e la solitudine
che al cuor far male,
gioire i momenti belli della nostra vita,
insieme con te.

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PIOGGIA

IL mio dolore e cosi immenso
che le mie lacrime cadono
atterra evaporando nel cielo
trasformandosi in lacrime di pioggia,
bagnando il mio cuore in un amore pieno di dolore.
Femmina,chi sei tù, che giochi con i sentimenti altrui,
piangono uomini,amarezza,delusione,tradimento
e malinconia da un amore spezzato.
Femmina,chi sei tu,un robot senza sentimento
senza amore e il cuore di ferro?
Femmina, femmina, addolcisci il tuo cuore
Con il miele della vita.

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What Kinda Weave Does Lala Have??

VIBRA MY MOTHER EARTH

Un boato nella notte spaventa la mia gente,

spectra impro vv ISI can be heard on the streets of my city
fear browse
pale reflections of the moon, all t

while rema their memories tram Utano
to a mound of silence. The wind off

inert shadows of the past
as lava erupted from a volcano
so shakes the ground with my venting his anger at the
nothing is more as before, mud, rocks, grease bitumen,
air ta become a terrible wind rushing so conce task, laden with dust,
begins to shake, shaking the walls terrified
assail the sky, no mountains piled up mountains. Fall down the ear
aei lightning jump out of the mouth of el ground spewing fire guts
revolt,
the sky is obscured by smoke or partner
cycle s the
repeats the pioggia rinnova le cose mor e nti,

in pochi secondi dalla vita alla morte

un grido str aziante di un nov ello

circonda la vita di speranza

ali sp ezzati

inebriati dal sisma

presto torne ranno a volare.

Autrice P erla nera

PENSIERO

Il pensiero wanders up in space indefinitely,

nobody can stop, and free of stroke at the stars,

the moon and all things beautiful.

Go thought to find my love away,

handing hand and tell her that I love, for life:

do not ever forget.

gl'occhi The distance is close, but thought no,

nobody can bind with chains and lock him

inside a prison. Thought, free as the wind,

THOUGHT OF LOVE

blowing your hair to a boy who runs

full of joy on a field in bloom.

You, who can fix all the things of this world,

thought only you!

Hd Loader 3.8c Gratis

Today, my thoughts turned to you and Mom,

with your tenderness and a few more wrinkles

are always the best.

Words midicevi preserved in my heart

What are your words of love for my mother,

that you have given me all the attention of the world

of me grew up without me miss anything

sometimes even when you were indificoltà

you bereft you something to give it to me.

Today I would like my eyes saw thee as before, but

not: This time no one can camp.

Today my tears fall to the ground evaporates in the sky

turning into a rose in May: For you mom

You are always the most bella.Un sunbeam enters your window ajar

Brighten your curls and a Griggi small

you smile emerges on his face furrowed by a life suffered .

Tu Mama you can not rejoice in the dawn song of the nightingale

garden and the sunset, but I'll be there beside you and will be for you the dawn

L’usignolo e il tramont o.

Eighties Aerobics Instructor

Time passes INFRETTA

Avrei
voluto avere vent’anni in meno ma, non posso.
Il tempo passa come il vento senza fermarsi un istante.
Sfiorandoti il viso e ti ritrovi in un’altra dimensione.
Pensando alla tua giovinezza.
Il tempo passa in quickly without acc orgerti anything
and looking in the mirror as you find yourself with more wrinkles.
time, bitter and sour without a flower for love,
not live if you avoid: the river flows out toward the ocean,
no one can stop as no one can stop the time.
Over time a vacuum was formed inside of me that even
whole ocean water can fill: Words of sadness
That lead me to the sad and bitter loneliness that draws me
Come un granello di sabbia in un fiume in piena nel profondo
Dell’oceano senza via d’uscita.
Solitudine lascia i miei pensieri liberi d’amare!...

Antonio Cistaro