Twilight One

(If you never if inebriated of joy with the solitude of the quiet dawns, you do not lose its time trying to understand what I am saying. He comes back toward its Harry Potter or he binds the TV and he one more time sees the Whistle Saints or the Datena. If you, made hen, sleep and rope early early If (o) is not gotten passionate by the House, if (a) for the Dexter is not fascinated If it does not suffer from chronic sleeplessness, if she is not depressive and lightly suicidal, it forgets what I say, valley to go more you to a landlord and to catch a DVD of the Twilight. If it does not obtain to see the value of a life defames, then, to make what, it continues looking at for proper umbigo Even though this is the thing more defames that a person can make). A time had said that I had to look for to treat my sleeplessness and to cure my depression, one and another one, chronic.

I tried. But the life lost the favour and the inspiration Calmantes is demons in pill form. Nor of sunny mornings the spirit of the man only lives, more valley for it a sleeplessness night that ten mornings sunny. I do not fear the solitude of the eagle that flies solitary, I fear the commotion of the pardais To the light of the day I am a being disconcerted and without skill. At night I blossom; of day homesickness mount. Of night I ramble smiling for the labyrinths of the soul Of I despair me to day, I cry and I sleep. What it consoles me the days they are the memories of the night. Of day I am body, of night I am soul, I am spirit Of day I am one, of night I am another one.

If One Day We Fall

If one day we fall, we are because we did not know well where we were stepping on. It is because we did not see the size of the hole our front. It is because we try (and this was an error only ours, of plus nobody) deceiving in them, decorating with flowers the places for where we pass, but that they do not make to florir nothing beyond anguish. If one day we fall, we are not because somebody knocked down in them, but mainly, because we ourselves we were the executioners of our fall. It does not have that to blame nobody, much less that to exempt of guilt some, but if one day we fall, is because we did not have solid bases to continue as we were. Today we are torn into pieces, to the cacos, to the prantos, in the darkness We are left, waiting one better hour to smile, one better skill to live, one another heart to love. We search in go for answers, but we fall without knowing to ask the certain questions. It is not simply questioning in them, ' ' why ns' '? But yes, we must ask, ' ' so that ns' '? If one day we fall we are because the life was in knocking down little by little, day the day, dying to the few, but renascendo of other forms (not as we needed, but as we could).

If one day we fall we are necessary one day to raise. Of the same skill not of? Then we move In the skill of speaking, in the way to look at, our distrust to feel (because we have distrust to even love again? to suffer to everything another time? We will not obtain to more aguentar the pain of the solitude that aches more to each fall). We change ours cut of hair and our attitudes in everything. Ours ' ' nos' ' they sound more bitter and perhaps therefore we hear little invitations and questions of the people From there it is the sensation to be disappointing the people who more we love in the life (of our skill? an imperfect feeling). At last If one day we caimos, we can we ourselves raising in them. In the multitude or the solitude With the word of the temptation or the salvation He depends on as we hear when we fall, or we feel when we try to raise