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Back To December
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Ongoing, First published Aug 11, 2012
.."life expectations, hopes , choices , bad and good ones .... what ever you think or you'll do it's you,who is drawing and panting your life , your novel , you can add colors that will bring love and hapiness , but you can let it in black , to taste misery and regret .

regret ... that's the worst feeling ever , but had no cure and no utility , what we do and decide is all gone with the winter cold past winds ...all is left is the futur to corect the mistakes ... the snow, had always remind me of pureness and naivety , to the most beautifull souvenirs and the worst ... snow had been the only witness of my mistakes  ... what the regret will change of that night that changed my life and made me commit my biggest  mistake ever ... i will always remember you... you my snowflake , everytime i will look to that snow globe that you gaved me ... i will always hate my self for what i've done to you ... i will feed that pain buried in the deepest deep of my soul ... and help that uncomparable feeling that hunted my heart to grow up .... if you won't forgive me ... than teach me how to forget my only true love ... Zack i need my  painting box back to color my  life again .... i need to get you back , to wake up of the darkness and to live again with no fear ...cause all i felt in your absence ,was like my breath had been stauling from the unknown
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