tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37219578.post2656038490181846304..comments2009-02-13T22:00:51.063-08:00Pamela Bramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690970479148061728noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37219578.post-60064679433127542682009-02-13T22:00:00.000-08:002009-02-13T22:00:00.000-08:00.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Ne me quitte pas?<BR/>Mon amour... ne me quitte pas<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>yo siento un camino abierto<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>.Pamela Bramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04690970479148061728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37219578.post-62923482933805532532009-02-11T19:55:00.000-08:002009-02-11T19:55:00.000-08:00siento tu olor desde acá.Anartistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03216702799256305753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37219578.post-91884326944236948112009-02-04T17:59:00.000-08:002009-02-04T17:59:00.000-08:00Il y a des mots qui disent beaucoup, d'autres qui taisent tout, d'autres encore qui s'écoutent comme des lampes.<BR/><BR/>Il y a des silences. Oui, des silences aussi.<BR/><BR/>Parfois, les silences sont des proverbes. Oui, des proverbes aussi.Bleu cafehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07522278059889214159noreply@blogger.com