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The talk on the MAI. (01/10/2008)

Your mouth feel is light caress
persistent
And this madness becomes certainty.

That madness to raise a red tint
Fa great voices and delinquent:
"It's indecent," but even if it were?! The

let slide away
malignant infected
oblivion as giving him bread.

Back to manipulate me ... Please get away
svelte
And continues, because you must love me!

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... and so free-wheeling:)

Morrissey went on to get around and find myself drinking and smoking with Paolo Conte.
often occurs to me that I taste, in fact when people ask me, I often go into a panic.
Do you know why? In reality a mass of abnormal thoughts and things to say, to ask, in my mind every time and sometimes I seem to be mad because I can not keep anything out.
But this, to believe that it is a natural state of affairs, considering that even Homer Simpson works as follows.
Nothing is more shocking to find that the steps in the mind of a graphical representation. Be it a cartoon, a picture, a picture, a picture at the end.
Returning to the taste, sometimes I seem to not have them, and this is a bad trip!
Nothing I divorced because the thought of not thinking. Of not being able. Besides, who can convince another man that he is thinking? Who can be sure ...
is ok, do a cut here, I will not pretend to be out, when in reality they are just happily tired from a long day at work.
Not that I have broken the back in the mine, but the fatigue of their work is an integral part of everyone's life, then on (but not completely) to itself.
...
Ok, in essence, the "shock" of the text / song by Paolo Conte (see post below), prompted me to listen Asti intensively.
are already 3-LP: the last, Psyche is:), Elegy Aquaplano and even now I'm listening.
Later the "light" also.
I like a casino for the reading of Loved it when a disc. Often uncover the true moments of poetry, following the interpretation ...
Now I go ...
kisses

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love that ...

Ugh that sucks!
more I try to turn away from the heaviness, from the emphasis from the emotional involvement, the more I get time I break your legs, I squeeze the heart and move me to be more simple.
Since these days the misunderstanding reigned supreme on the blog, I thought of doing a necessary introduction.
Despite my age is now years away from that period to fill that empty head is called adolescence, continues to accdermi to be electrocuted and hit by what I happen to read or hear. In this
If we stay in music.
Elvis, you can not just say it's one of my musical references, but I always listened to with pleasure. These days I
scperto this, which in my opinion is a true pearl. More
in the text that the arrangement, as pointed out to me a dear friend ...
Surely you can not say that is absolutely the most original text about love ever written, but it hit me.
I do not know if it happens to you or you have ever be captivated by a song?
I will, unfortunately, sometimes also a piece by someone who can not stand (and of course this is not the case) that makes me mysterious liquid that flows from the two microscopic cracks placed close to what gives us the vision: eyes, of course:)
I leave you only the text, which is enough by itself.
For the song in this round if you want it, sbattetevi! In
peace and tranquility, Lockdown greets;)


love that.

Love
that speaks of a beautiful look.
The perception that I get lost in a sea
el'oltre is absurd.

The love that moves the lens

comes with them under the eyes of the people, speaks to me in a trembling voice ... yes.

deluding, flattering, charming
and dancing as you grab your hands!
hurrying, panting, causing
and all statements, as I adore you!


Yes ... I love you so much and I feel you


blushing, turning pale and almost dying ... yes!

The love that pierces
let me tell you,
do not know what, I do not know mica.

But I believe in you sweet enemy, yes!

Paolo Conte, Psyche, 2008

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... because everyone is ready to embark on my writings.
As everyone knows better than me what goes through my head.
Since today is supposed to know all truth, without asking any questions ...

expose me and say why
that a second post lyrics of a singer who listens twenty years, should mean something else? There
passes even from the antechamber of the brain that the intention was simply unique and light to share two songs? No eh? All
good at speaking ill about others!
All good to know the mind from a distance!
I look around and say to myself, because these genes soul do not focus their efforts with their gifts to help those who really need help?
you want to scream to the world how much you are keen? Intelligent? Morally intact?
Do it somewhere else, do yourself a blog, do yourself a newspaper, ask whatever you want but not here, please!

This is a place where if you write the text a song and write the link to watch the video of that song, you want to do this.
no more! And before him
Morrissey, The Smiths, I started listening back in 1985.
you were not there, or rather existed in a different dimension.
Listen, maybe other things. Surely you do not bother me.
Well, friends, still can not do it!

Enjoy Moz! :) Ps

Lockdown is fine, smiling, work, rejoice. Let it quiet:)