tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87279388685870036752024-03-12T15:57:20.448-07:00Please Let Me Die In Solitude..Magdalenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05583028415351655844noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727938868587003675.post-31181526710397062952010-10-12T02:47:00.000-07:002010-10-12T02:47:59.591-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>People are strange </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: Courier New;">When you're a stranger</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: Courier New;">Faces look ugly when you're alone</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: Courier New;">Women seem wicked when you're unwanted</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: Courier New;">Streets are uneven when you're down</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><blockquote></blockquote></strong></div>Magdalenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05583028415351655844noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727938868587003675.post-34573215634208221152010-01-31T08:36:00.000-08:002010-01-31T08:36:05.216-08:00<strong><em>"Sarebbe tutto più semplice se non ti avessero inculcato questa storia del finire da qualche parte, se solo ti avessero insegnato, piuttosto, a essere felice rimanendo immobile. Tutte quelle storie sulla tua strada. Trovare la tua strada. Andare per la tua strada. Magari invece siamo fatti per vivere in una piazza, o in un giardino pubblico, fermi lì, a far passare la vita, magari siamo un crocicchio, il mondo ha bisogno che stiamo fermi, sarebbe un disastro se solo ce ne andassimo, a un certo punto, per la nostra strada, quale strada? Sono gli altri le strade, io sono una piazza, non porto in nessun posto, io sono un posto."</em></strong><br />
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Alessandro BariccoMagdalenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05583028415351655844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727938868587003675.post-63718236037753094152009-12-06T08:38:00.000-08:002009-12-06T08:38:58.634-08:00"<b>Hai solo bisogno di conquistare qualcosa che suoni vera..</b>"<br />
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</div>Magdalenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05583028415351655844noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727938868587003675.post-67497566267722782202009-11-22T06:58:00.000-08:002009-11-22T06:58:01.849-08:00<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Mi manca un chilo di pace integrale</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">E due etti di comprensione</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">E un cartone d'amore a lunga conservazione</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Non rimane che fare la spesa</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Continuare a pagare</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Per quello che voglio e quello che non ho ancora</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Oh che vasta scelta</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">mi si presenta</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Che sceglierò?</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Ma voglio di più</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">per riempir la cesta</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Che sceglierò?</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #eeeeee;">Vorrei essere io una volta sceltA..</span></b>Magdalenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05583028415351655844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727938868587003675.post-4238806578415949882009-11-09T06:07:00.000-08:002009-11-09T06:08:21.396-08:00<span style="color: grey; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
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</div>Magdalenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05583028415351655844noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8727938868587003675.post-40283604986247985062009-11-06T07:29:00.000-08:002009-11-06T07:29:08.503-08:00<b>Non lo so..</b><br />
<b>Non capisco..</b><br />
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<b>"Non ragioni.."</b><br />
<b>"Non ti metti nei panni degli altri.."</b><br />
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<b>Sono sempre io che sbaglio?</b><br />
<b>Sono sempre io che non so come comportarmi?</b><br />
<b>Che non mi interesso di chi c'è intorno?</b><br />
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<b>O forse me ne interesso troppo,fino a non fare nulla per me..?</b><br />
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<b>Dovrei cambiare modi di fare..</b><br />
<b>O forse,amicizie e posto..</b><br />
<b>... ..finquando non ricomincio da capo,e quindi scappare ancora..</b><br />
<b>Alla fin fine,non so fare diversamente..</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: white;">The Cure - Secrets</span></span><br />
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