My precious

                 It’s late, I’m tired, but I don’t wanna sleep!!  Each and every one of my days are tiring and quite exhausting, but I am thrilled that I get my share of you. When I’m with you, everything else and anyone else disappears. Work became a woe of silence, a pestilence of lust, a craving…

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Save My Soul

Astazi, “frunzarind” pagini frumoase, am gasit aceste versuri minunate in care am regasit unele dintre sentimentele interioare ce ma incearca in ultima vreme. Pur si simplu simt ce a scris, D. B., si ii multumesc pe aceasta cale. Poate ca au fost scrise intr-un alt context, dar contextul meu e acum, si pot spune ca…

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