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A bit 'my way of loving ...

Disastrous, child .... My ...

Love that can not talk, who can not cry
love, love that can not undress

afraid because when there is,

love that hides like a child who is confused, tired

love you and if he goes somewhere else
this love made just like you.

Please do not tell me never
if you love me or love me,
we'll find out together but I did not say,
not say never.

Love that can not talk, who can not cry
love, love that can not undress

afraid because when there is,

love that hides like a child who is confused, tired

love you and if he goes somewhere else
this love made just like you.


You tell me I can do this by inventing heaven,

perhaps already are in love but I'm scared like you, love you

hides like a child who is confused, tired

love that betrays that you're missing
this love made just like us now I can understand

I have nothing more to say if this
I can help you discover within yourself

I feel that I seek, and you're there.

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When my way to let ... does not separate ...

This damned lies
want you inside me
to confuse me to convince
I can not do without you
you lose more and more you're inside me
leave you more and more life is not
there I try to laugh but I try to pretend
this desire is stronger than you I do not know where I will walk



to revise your eyes for a while I'm steady

am angry and I find myself again in this
damn you want this damn

want you
bring the sun where the sun is not
Walk the strange company
this damn feel like you do not know where I will walk



to revise your eyes for a while I'm steady

am angry and I find myself in
again in this cursed want you

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Let me try again ...

will perhaps those deep eyes that get to the heart
or that your way of saying I love you, now I do not know
I am disappointed but maybe I'm wrong, I'm just confused by anger
I feel more each day

How can I not think, God within me
mania here in the air and thoughts, everything I resemble you
I swear to you and that you rigiuro
not see you anymore So you'll always be inside me, every moment, inside of me


RIT.: Is it because you feel on the skin, in the hands of someone who
touch you in a future
moment that is not important for you and you lose
for nothing ...

You make me try again, do not you see I'm hurt
If you fail, it will be human, to forgive is divine
but I do not want, do not pretend I will not surrender You let me try again ...



Now when I talk about you are just words touch me
That only the mind and make no noise
And it sure is not to hurt you I say I love you Maybe
now it's too late, but I love you

How can I not think that God's desire within me
here in the air and thoughts, everything tastes like you
rigiuro and you swear that you'll never see more
So you'll always be inside me, every moment, inside of me

RIT.: Is it because you feel on the skin, in the hands ...

For those who have changed my life bringing me in tenderness and love ... I know I disappointed, but I hope that the disappointment and confusion are transformed into a new ray of sunshine ...

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The warrior of light and love

A gu erriero of light needs love.

The affection and tenderness are part of his nature as eating, drinking and enjoyment of the Good Fight. When the warrior does not feel happy in front of the sunset, there is something wrong. At that moment, the fighting stops and goes in search of companionship, assist with brown wings. If you have trouble finding, he asks: "I was afraid of to approach someone? I got love, and I did not understand? "A Warrior of Light uses the solitude, but not in use.

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Now ... I hate and I love

fruitful day today. I closed several agreements and a big project to start completion.

Fianalmente. I know I'm to be changed, and I deeply. Since yesterday. I decided to be the one to decide the course of my life.

tonight with the group going to see "Only a father" (although Marco insists on seeing Twilight, but maybe it will be a next time). Friday is the time of Pepper and his band. the Life of a concert Saturday and Monday, perhaps, Baglioni.

short weekend full.

I must say that decide the course of events rather than endure them is important. Perhaps this is part of a way to act more adult and conscious. And laugh always smiling, sending a smile in his eyes, after it has gone for the heart.

Yesterday I was told: "But how ...?" you want to stay in the m.

I do not want to stay longer. Not at all. That is a step over. From today, no more guilt (which is a desire to remain in its infancy), but a sense of responsibility. Now I'm going

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"I hate and love. Because I do it, Perhaps you wonder.
do not know, but I feel that happens, and I am in agony. "
" Odi et amo. Quare id faciam fortare requiris.
Nescio, sed proud heard excrucior et. "With these few sentences

Catullo was able to understand how troubled was his relationship with Lesbia.
Many of the poems of Catullus are permeated by this double sense, unconditional love when Lesbia / Clodia is with him, hatred and anger for his betrayal: the woman, cultured and refined, in fact, did not disdain the adventures outside of her relationship with the unfortunate poet, who after the death of his brother will still leave the decision to finally know his amata.Non well if it really existed or if Lesbia is was a literary fiction, but the pseudonym Lesbia, however, has been used to allude to Sappho, and then to make a portrait of Clodia intelligent woman and learned

The Nugae are the poems that best demonstrate the conflicting feelings that test Catullo Lesbia, he loved, as he was free from the marriage after the early death of her husband, to have so many young men at his side, including the poet, who instead wanted to be the only thing that ever gave him, however, Lesbia.

poems I still do not speak only of the tormented relationship with the woman unchaste, but also issues such as friendship, or the vices of the business or family ties.

He was the first to express something in his poems of his life: indeed, for Catullus life is love and love and poetry are one, even if he speaks of love as it was tormenting him. This is how the nine
poetae Catullo in part, that is, those poets who were able to write about their passions and their feelings.

"My Lesbia, you ask me when I'm full of your kisses
. What is the 'Libyan sands
where Cyrene is full of Silphium,
between the oracle of Jupiter's fiery
and the sacred tomb of ancient Battus, or how many
star in the silent night,
observe the furtive loves land, lots of kisses
are the crowds like Catullus,
many that the curious can not count, nor
do spells with evil language "