segunda-feira, 3 de outubro de 2011

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The art that everybody feel

Sometimes people disappear ...
Sometimes people disappear from our lives...
 
From somewhere else... from the life of another person special...
 
And you, forever or just for a time... feel a suffocation.
Sometimes people disappear... Sometimes people disappear, and people who stay, aren't entitled to at least try to forget...
 
'Cause for forget is must first remember... and to remember something important with all our strength ... outweighs any desire to forget...
Sometimes people disappear... And only then we realized the size of the hole that exists in the absence of him and we remember that loneliness is miss someone in the crowd...
Maybe it was not by accident, or maybe it was, and perhaps you may never know ...
Sometimes people disappear, and the tears come in various form :fall in prose, poetry, music, collecting complete depression.
Everything is tears ... Sometimes people disappear and sometimes, sometimes, are many.

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