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Cleo Sand[Dark Clauds]

 
 Sorry, Gepetto, but I can't be a real boy. I have no soul. (Orson Scott Card) Dark Clauds

City of Residence: Bucuresti
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Poem for him :
Poetry 2009-11-26 (1109 hits)

Dark scenery :
Poetry 2008-09-11 (1685 hits)

Promiscuous : ...a different story
Poetry 2008-08-18 (1832 hits)

Listen :
Poetry 2008-08-16 (2631 hits)

Imagine : ...us
Poetry 2008-08-12 (1692 hits)

Perspectives Text recommended by : ...still you
Poetry 2008-08-06 (5124 hits)

Except : ...lack of you
Poetry 2008-08-05 (1879 hits)

Old : memories of distant, possible, futures
Poetry 2008-07-30 (1818 hits)

Scenery :
Poetry 2008-07-28 (1633 hits)

Misplaced : ...in your story
Poetry 2008-07-28 (1248 hits)

Abandon ship : ...sailor's romance
Poetry 2008-07-23 (2777 hits)

I testify : before myself
Poetry 2008-07-23 (1790 hits)

Brief Sensations : ...you
Poetry 2008-07-22 (1817 hits)

The shore :
Poetry 2008-07-21 (2625 hits)


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Way too funny....

Right, as always

Thank you....

Shame on me

The song to be

Song it will be

Smiling

Thanks again

Lots of thanks


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Biography Cleo Sand

Personaj,

secundar sau nu

Imi port aripile intr-un cub

cu un colt lipsa

(am invatat de la Nichita ca acel colt il salveaza de perfectiune)

Aripi mecanice

desenate,

nu stiu cum,

intr-un cristal.

Am zborul, dar nu il pot atinge

am aripile, dar nu-mi mai vin bine.




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