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I have stolen.

I've been robbed ...

I feel empty, I have won, and I have nothing of the feeling for which I have sacrificed.

One look is enough, indefinite one second where everything happens ... and sometimes nothing happens.

A word is enough, a word that does not say anything, but it hides everything.

Today I have stolen back the years that today have left me with the breath of a dream not to come.

Life happens and I feel I have stolen my heart, my life, my dream, my love ...

in disguise I hide behind a look that says nothing and demands everything, I hide behind my words that says it all ... but they are nothing.

I have stolen, and I feel the fear of it off ... the desire to love, in love, give my strengths and my faults simulated, be myself with other person with no need to pretend, I have stolen my heart ...

I have stolen and not know what to do, with a glance, with a thousand feelings and not a word, and now where I look?

I have stolen, then I wonder if being stolen theft, convicted of my sins deserve? And if I deserve condemnation, I'd rather be dreaming ...

Today I wake up and feel empty, and seek my victim in every look, every person and every word, until the time comes, and my heart is open.

But steal a glance or with a lie, I'll try with a smile, a thousand words and 10 jokes, with a film, with 2 Tarron sugar and some coffee, with a gesture of affection, and another full of feeling, with a sincere kiss, a passionate, a romantic, one morning and one that promises it will not be the last to drink again ...

I have stolen my heart but not the desire to keep looking ...

How Many Panadol Needed To Die

order to exist?

For we exist?

are born of the most beautiful in this life ... hope and love.

Life is so beautiful boy, a fantasy world of colors and where almost everything can become a reality ... but life goes on, the years with us one after another and the millions of colors that we saw at birth, are simplified and are slowly disappearing.

Distrust became a virtue rather than a defect, because they want most and we accept everyone.

For we exist? It is worth to live everything to make a memory? Exist today and tomorrow are not many times.

always something then we never do ... and sometimes we forget to be happy wanting more of what we have.

Always observe the desire of all to achieve a goal, reach and succeed, achieve and celebrate ... and then? And looked for another goal ... another, until you no longer have the strength or years to continue looking for more ...

Because whenever we do something so simple so complicated? There's always a downside to everything, even to live and pay for it in a way that not even think.

Life is not as beautiful as small paint and years are so hard sometimes ... loneliness, lack of "life" in our lives.

But I live with hope, with the hope that billion previously achieved and few appreciated ... hope alive dreaming of what I want ...

For we exist? To be fel, to make someone happy, to fight for this life ... and to give life to a dream: being a parent someday someone who truly loves ...

For we exist? To love and be loved ...