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Listening to a \ points are sad ..... even the bones with a bit of sadness, it is not experienced people who do not disguise the sadness out.
a man alone is always like listening to sad love songs. was thinking that he is not accustomed to sorrow? Is not only sad part of this \ Since 2009 the first month that had been so far . I have been immersed in their own world of grief. Lonely myself, empty room. This is the only ......

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tear requires preparation for life, which is my confession.

Do not say I have no tears ruthless species, because my tears enough to drown a city.

man's tears, real tears, never a bit false, but again and again for more hidden.

tears not to play the so-called man, is nothing more than a yoke so that men live to be physically and mentally exhausted,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and finally death.

there was no one remembered as a man and his pain language.

people around the place day by day they think they can laugh things worth trouble, telling them day by day now, the idea of the future, regret the past. But all this has nothing to do with me. I like them even eager, unfortunately, the,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but all is not the real me. I was there that the real one evening has been completely buried, buried in the moment that only I know where.
??? my life is full of fear for the future!
??? watch because I do not know what that smile every day, and trouble children. I found the biggest \ Yes. I am not qualified to complain,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I understand \ I am absolutely awake forever, and always know what to do or should not do, but it has never been the same loss ... ...
??? in the passing of those days, I miss half the time, with the other half forget, I do not know that I did not, do not forget that he really miss, no, maybe I know ... now I had abandoned something, or is it abandoned me. Perhaps not despair too much distraction, and finally became hopeless.
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??? I'll never write a number of insightful text, because I always look unsure. I knew I was in love, losing direction, is unusually eager to sleep in the dark warmth. So I just carefully that point with the remaining fire warms my heart to injury. And then one road, one sad ,,,,,,