| i_surrender написал 25.02.2010 09:54:01: The trouble with truth is it never lies
And the trouble with wrong’s
That it’s never right
So I rest my head under Your light
The trouble with peace, is it never fights
And the trouble with love’s
That it’s always blind
I want to walk to the edge of it
Tonight, and I fall down
I am on my knees
‘Cause You’re everything I need
And I’ve made a mess of myself
On my own
Now I am on my face
And I’m calling out Your name
And I won’t run away
‘Cause I’m already home
The trouble with tears is that they dry
And the trouble within
Made me wanna cry
I’ve never felt so much like I’m alive
I wanna open my eyes and see Your face
If I have to wait a thousand days
I’ll still be right here, right next to You
And I fall down
And I know I haven’t always been
Where You wanted me
I’m standin’ here, arms out
Broken down
Before you
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| i_surrender написал 01.02.2010 09:54:23: Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest.
Thomas De Quincey
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| i_surrender написал 01.02.2010 09:52:02: Beauty is the promise of happiness.
Henri B. Stendhal
The ideal beauty is a fugitive which is never found. Marquise De Stvignt Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears. Edgar Allan Poe |
| i_surrender написал 28.01.2010 19:46:51: Amazing, refreshing morning...
--I miss you---
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| i_surrender написал 22.01.2010 11:33:00: Love rules a kingdom without a sword.
proverbs
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денек .. как денек |
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одна |

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Ну и пусть ... |
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а так еще хуже |
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[ ... пусть сердце решает ...] |

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...Я тебя Знаю??? ... |

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...жду ответа... |

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Лети ... Лети |
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bleeDing loVE |
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Linkin Park ....[[[ numb ]]].... |

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Прости - Group 1 Crew "Forgive ME" |

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[... I Knew Better, Cause You Said FOREVER ...] |
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урааа Ипания выиграла |
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Метки: футбол россия германия испания чемпион испанцы евро 2008 игра |
С днем Рождения Настюш!!! |

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200 |
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... Мое Одиночество ... |

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Доброе Утречко!!! |
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...а я не знала, что не вылечить временем, не укрыть снегопадами ... |
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первый день лета .... |

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скучаю ... люблю ... |

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