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Silent is nothing more
Than Waiting for your words
Sound of your voice
Close to you I am loosing my senses
I see world by your eyes
Close to you I follow in madness
I hear voices of desire
I don’t ask why
don’t tell me when
I may wait so long is needed
Just smile sometimes
When you think about me
Send me kiss when nobody see it
The world is so small
When you are far
I put away fear
To keep inside
Only missing
The moments of joy
Only sunrise I may compare
With view wich I have
In my heart when you talk to me
Whisper please whisper kindly
To my ears

ps. wybacz Panie WK, ten kawałek luuuubie, to nie arogancja

Towarzysz ze strefy Ciszy
6 march 2011 at 22:24

silent is nothing more than waiting for my swords...

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Agnieszka M. J.-Hallewas
7 march 2011 at 08:04

...wich sometimes are not told

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Waldemar Kazubek
8 march 2011 at 21:01

Będzie Ci wybaczone.

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