There is nothing more than what I see!
There is no waiting, no time of thought, thought! It can be eaten any event around my figure, but it is as well not exist.
not wait for the next day because the day after there.
And there's the day will come that I do not write what I want, few could understand, I wander alone in my thinking and build thought. The thought that brings me to you.
Do not look longer, as once the facts of the day because it will have to start another, but the look, the latter still does not want to be last, with a coffee in plastic cups to stay awake: black drink without color !
I am the slave of time, each of us here it is, and are ossessionato della corsa verso una altro, inutile, domani.
Ho fatto del veder scorrere le lancette dell´orologio, il mio personale duello quotidiano.
Il tempo non è ancora corroso, fortunatamente, dall´ipocrisia degli uomini e non può prendermi in giro, quindi non può ingannarmi: combattiamo ad armi pari io ed il tempo.
Dopo anni trascorsi da perditempo, perchè questo, infine, ho fatto, ora conosco il valore di questo tempo, e vorrei, non una ma, due vite da percorrere ( sto ancora perdendo tempo e dovrò in qualche modo recuperarlo, no?) ma per quanto cerchi di correre non posso andare più in fretta, non corre come me il tempo ( lui ha il suo tempo) e ciò combatto di questo nemico!
I win, because if it is, my reward will be more time to cross, and no longer running, but never found love with you, with your time!
take weeks, months, years, in this prison of consciousness and an experience that has been made a variable in that future, for me, already filled with question marks.
And it is that the future of that past, which led me here.
Now the time has changed and the look is different, I listen to the sweetest melodies, live it and runs after him, to fight is a race I can win only with love by my side. Why
time for both is the same! Is not it? There
other than what I see ... with the eyes of the heart!
When you live an inner conflict, you're always afraid of losing, you feel like a failure and still try to stand alone.
You can not hide our main, however, the state! At the other end, you read it in the face, realize that those who suffer, and each then judge for himself knows what it is or not, just do or say! Most of the time you are not offered any help!
A lone man playing with himself and with time, but only remains.
A man with someone to love creates a world and what I could have this life malvissuta.
The time will never beat me because he does not know, although it all depends on him, which leads me to a love.
spectrum of time is dangerous only for those who can not love!
I will live as long as necessary to reach you, to find you, dear Love, I promise!
Please forgive me ... I'll have all the time.
There is no waiting, no time of thought, thought! It can be eaten any event around my figure, but it is as well not exist.
not wait for the next day because the day after there.
And there's the day will come that I do not write what I want, few could understand, I wander alone in my thinking and build thought. The thought that brings me to you.
Do not look longer, as once the facts of the day because it will have to start another, but the look, the latter still does not want to be last, with a coffee in plastic cups to stay awake: black drink without color !
I am the slave of time, each of us here it is, and are ossessionato della corsa verso una altro, inutile, domani.
Ho fatto del veder scorrere le lancette dell´orologio, il mio personale duello quotidiano.
Il tempo non è ancora corroso, fortunatamente, dall´ipocrisia degli uomini e non può prendermi in giro, quindi non può ingannarmi: combattiamo ad armi pari io ed il tempo.
Dopo anni trascorsi da perditempo, perchè questo, infine, ho fatto, ora conosco il valore di questo tempo, e vorrei, non una ma, due vite da percorrere ( sto ancora perdendo tempo e dovrò in qualche modo recuperarlo, no?) ma per quanto cerchi di correre non posso andare più in fretta, non corre come me il tempo ( lui ha il suo tempo) e ciò combatto di questo nemico!
I win, because if it is, my reward will be more time to cross, and no longer running, but never found love with you, with your time!
take weeks, months, years, in this prison of consciousness and an experience that has been made a variable in that future, for me, already filled with question marks.
And it is that the future of that past, which led me here.
Now the time has changed and the look is different, I listen to the sweetest melodies, live it and runs after him, to fight is a race I can win only with love by my side. Why
time for both is the same! Is not it? There
other than what I see ... with the eyes of the heart!
When you live an inner conflict, you're always afraid of losing, you feel like a failure and still try to stand alone.
You can not hide our main, however, the state! At the other end, you read it in the face, realize that those who suffer, and each then judge for himself knows what it is or not, just do or say! Most of the time you are not offered any help!
A lone man playing with himself and with time, but only remains.
A man with someone to love creates a world and what I could have this life malvissuta.
The time will never beat me because he does not know, although it all depends on him, which leads me to a love.
spectrum of time is dangerous only for those who can not love!
I will live as long as necessary to reach you, to find you, dear Love, I promise!
Please forgive me ... I'll have all the time.
Here I see a single one time
Sun
a star
one heart one love
Here I see this time that of my
love ..
Sun
a star
one heart one love
Here I see this time that of my
love ..
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