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  • daimon
    Hell's Angel
    • 02/10/05
    • 1000

    #106
    ...e adesso

    ..e adesso
    ti sei addormentata,
    mentre parlavamo,
    a voce sempre pi
    "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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    • Leanne

      #107
      che bella daimon! è tanto dolce

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      • daimon
        Hell's Angel
        • 02/10/05
        • 1000

        #108
        ...grazie... ed è anche praticamente appena accaduta...



        ...naturalmente poi la mia endemica insonnia non fu d'accordo...
        "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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        • daimon
          Hell's Angel
          • 02/10/05
          • 1000

          #109
          Amore mio lontano...

          Amore mio lontano...



          Nuovi giorni,
          nuove attese.
          lente, vuote
          di sorprese,
          un messaggio,
          un p
          "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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          • Leanne

            #110
            Originariamente Scritto da daimon
            ...naturalmente poi la mia endemica insonnia non fu d'accordo...
            ti capisco!

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            • daimon
              Hell's Angel
              • 02/10/05
              • 1000

              #111
              Una poesia triste

              Svanite immantinente,
              in un solo messaggio,
              le parole "ti amo",
              resta il vuoto del viaggio.

              Potere d'un'immagine,
              che il cuore mio costringe,
              che se non svela un anima,
              di certo la dipinge...

              Rido amaro...

              Qualunque cosa io dica,
              e pensi, e faccia,
              resta quel vuoto dentro,
              par cancelli ogni traccia.

              E dunque libert
              "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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              • daimon
                Hell's Angel
                • 02/10/05
                • 1000

                #112
                Va bene, parler

                Va bene, parler
                "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                • daimon
                  Hell's Angel
                  • 02/10/05
                  • 1000

                  #113
                  Dentro la torre di cristallo

                  Dentro la torre di cristallo


                  Intrappolato in una torre di cristallo,
                  che triste fine dopo tanto amare,
                  combattere, soffrire e poetare,
                  "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                  • daimon
                    Hell's Angel
                    • 02/10/05
                    • 1000

                    #114
                    la poesia scritta la notte scorsa, e pubblicata qui sopra, ha per me un duplice valore, e quindi viene postata in entrambi i threads.
                    "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                    • daimon
                      Hell's Angel
                      • 02/10/05
                      • 1000

                      #115
                      Una Parola Muta

                      (In memoria di alcuni versi fragili, di cristallo di rocca puro, purissimo, che parlavano di sogni e di altro ancora, ma che mi fu chiesto di non pubblicare mai...e quindi scrissi questi pochi, in loro vece...)




                      UNA PAROLA MUTA


                      Ti sento piangere nella notte,
                      come piange anche il mio cuore,
                      o forse è sangue, che importa?

                      Sento i tuoi pensieri prigionieri,
                      mai sicura, incerta delle scelte,
                      eppure decisa, ma perché?

                      Sento i tuoi sogni opprimermi,
                      come prima li amavo,
                      troppi orrori in quei sogni, ora…

                      Vorrei dirti qualcosa,
                      ma che altro dire ancora?
                      Ho già consumato tutte le mie parole,

                      sola, irrisolta, rimane…
                      una parola muta…



                      (vedi, conserverò quel piccolo grande segreto... e lo custodirò con tanta cura...)
                      Last edited by daimon; 13-11-2005, 06:24.
                      "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                      • daimon
                        Hell's Angel
                        • 02/10/05
                        • 1000

                        #116
                        In morte di una farfalla

                        In morte di una farfalla


                        Piccola farfalla colorata,
                        che svolazza vital di fiore in fiore,
                        dopo una lunga vita di crisalide,
                        ti spetta solo un giorno di fulgore.

                        Poi morte arriva,
                        rapida, irreale, assai repente,
                        essa ti porta via senza clamore,
                        un
                        "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                        • daimon
                          Hell's Angel
                          • 02/10/05
                          • 1000

                          #117
                          qui mi scuso se temo di capirmi solo soletto, ma a volte va bene anche cos
                          "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                          • Stefi
                            • 28/07/05
                            • 6398

                            #118
                            le poesie 106,e 109 sono sentite e dolci ,daimon in versione innamorata mi piace molto

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                            • daimon
                              Hell's Angel
                              • 02/10/05
                              • 1000

                              #119
                              Grazie Stefi...il Daimon innamorato piace...VA anche a me...
                              "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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                              • daimon
                                Hell's Angel
                                • 02/10/05
                                • 1000

                                #120
                                La Terra della Tristezza Infinita

                                La Terra della Tristezza Infinita


                                Mi esiste in cuor
                                la terra immaginaria,
                                chiamata Terra
                                della Tristezza Infinita.

                                Vi
                                "Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for."

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