Clipe din viata

Clipe din viata

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 13, 2018
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Eu-Am nevoie de răspunsuri... Asta e tot ce mi doresc.. De ce nu poți sa mi le dai și gata? El- pentru ca dacă o sa ți-le dau o sa pleci.. Și nu vreau asta.. Nu vreau sa pleci asta e ultimul lucru pe care mi-l doresc Eu-dar nu mai pot continua asa... Ma DISTRUGI!... El - știu.. Îmi pare rău pentru asta, dar nu știu ce altceva sa fac Eu-.. El- te rog nu te supăra prințesa mea.. Am nevoie de tine cum are floarea nevoie de soare... Eu sunt floarea iar tu ești soarele meu care îmi da viata... Care în fiecare dimineață îmi luminează calea și-mi da putere sa mai trec peste încă o zi... Te rog nu plânge... Nu vreau sa vad cum ochii aceia frumoși ai tai se umezesc din cauza mea....
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