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Article Communautés Concours Essai Multimédia Personnelles Poèmes Presse Prose _QUOTE Scénario Spécial | ||||||
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-11-20 | [Ce texte devrait être lu en english] | Sometimes, When I think at you, I realize, That you’re not you. A while ago, When I was sad, You just came, And said the real fact. Since then, I keep thinking at you, And I realized I’m in love with you. Don’t run, Don’t run from me, Don’t run, Don’t run from my love! This love exists, And even in your heart, You know this, And after all you’ll love me too. I’ll wait for you, I’ll wait for ever, I’ll wait for you, I’ll wait for love. Think of this, And don’t screw up, Don’t screw the chance To be yourself at last! (10.03.2005)
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