tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138819815820953912011-04-21T15:29:07.828-07:00Quand nous ne sommes plus des enfantes,nous sommes deja mortsphoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02152333050231707256noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13881981582095391.post-65494871201993602182008-04-10T08:22:00.000-07:002008-04-10T08:22:03.160-07:00<a href="http://phoenixwords-phoenix.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-anger-risesthink-of-consequences.html#links">when anger rises,think of the consequences: Dreams die quickly,or kill slowly</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13881981582095391-6549487120199360218?l=phoenixwords-phoenix.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02152333050231707256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13881981582095391.post-24022914922239137902008-04-08T11:36:00.000-07:002008-04-08T11:36:24.246-07:00<a href="http://zuzeta.blogspot.com/2008/03/ospatarul-doru-i-intalnirea.html#links">zuzeta's: ospatarul doru (I) - intalnirea</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13881981582095391-2402291492223913790?l=phoenixwords-phoenix.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02152333050231707256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13881981582095391.post-28530676785039090772008-04-08T11:07:00.000-07:002008-04-08T11:13:17.522-07:00"If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something." (Before Sunrise)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13881981582095391-2853067678503909077?l=phoenixwords-phoenix.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02152333050231707256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13881981582095391.post-34477559867708589782008-04-08T11:04:00.000-07:002008-04-08T11:05:33.941-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;">Como venganza de la buena suerte o recompensa de la mala vida ,de la cabeza me arancaron cables,para meter las cosas que antes no me cabian.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Sobra la luz que me hace ver todo lo que yo escondia.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Y se me acercan las paredes,y se me aleja la salida.No se sequir,no se volver.......Todas las cosas que al mar tiramos ne las devuelve siempre la mareea .</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Cuanto mas tratas de olvidarlo con mas fuerzas la recuerdas</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> Y<strong><em> `poco poco`</em></strong>se hace de <strong><em>`repente` </em></strong>y me atropiezo con los dias......</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13881981582095391-3447755986770858978?l=phoenixwords-phoenix.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02152333050231707256noreply@blogger.com0