Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Signs Of Stds More Condition_symptoms



I think I've lost over time. I think I lost your way of thinking. I can not tell my story without being out of a dilemma. I lost my memory.
I do not know who they are, I think, vulgar. I can not understand what you are trying to force myself. My way of being? my electoral vote? my dignity?
If you allow, I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE ME ABOUT BEING USED. Or if at least be mistress of my actions. I do not have many dreams to be able to edible chew, only so much frothing at the mouth.
What is power? what is the real power attributed to the mass of thinking? Who decides for me? Those who
benpensano ... I do not know which side to stay, if they be good or bad. There is only the 'UTOPIA for the common good. We're just all the same, all equal. I do not feel free inside the belly of security.
E 'that a crime get away?

postwar

Thursday, February 12, 2009

How Does Dunk Tank Seat Work

mouth sometimes return ...

At this moment I feel that as a former all'immporvviso returns after years of absence. Slowly, it always comes back to where they started, without haste. Excuse me, but lately I have preferred the pen, the microphone and headset, keyboard and the PC screen. But there preoccuapate, nothing has changed! And to prove it will dedicate the lyrics of this beautiful song ... I got too intrippata lately!


STILL HAVE THE POWER - F. Guccini; L. Ligabue


I still have the strength you need to walk, even against
beat
not leave me alone I still have that strength that you need
when you say: "You start!"

And I still have the strength to look around
mixing words with two packs a day,
to find me there for those who want me
always on my shirt ...

always live here by myself,
in the same way that you never know if there
and the world are gone, I came back from the world
still alive ...

I still have the strength to stay there
to tell my stories of all time, how can love,
all those mistakes you for a reason or another
I re ...

And I still have the strength to ask or even excuse
still pissed off with the consciousness offense
to tell you that my part
there anyway I can guarantee ...

always live here by myself,
in the same way that you never know if there
in the world I went, I came back from the world
still alive ...

I still have the strength to pull back, to choose life
chewing every meter
to count the friends went and said:
"Let 's see us later ..."

And I still have the strength to choose words
for fun, for the sake of being able to vent
because, like it or not, that is what happened
I can do ...

always live here by myself,
in the same way that you never know if there

I went with the world and the world are always came back alive ...