# Poem without tittle..

When I looked out the window,
I saw houses, car's and people...
Some where yelling, some where kissing.
Some where playing, others where crying..

But then I saw you..
You where across the street..
Also looking down out the window...
You looked back at me and smiled weak..

By that look I knew how you felled..
I knew what you wanted to say..
I saw you felled the same as me..
I knew you where just like me...

We are different,
We are not like others..
Sometimes we like it,
other times we don't..

We are scared,
scared for losing..
Losing life..
Losing our selves...

06 okt 2009 - meld ongepast verhaal

Therestory, vrouw, 30 jaar

#luusjeh dinsdag 06 oktober 2009 23:32
Ik krijg hier echt kippenvel van.

~~En dat is niet positief bedoeld.~~
ItWasntMe dinsdag 06 oktober 2009 23:38
"A tittle is a small distinguishing mark, such as a diacritic or the dot on a lowercase i or j. The tittle is an integral part of the glyph of i and j, but diacritic dots can appear over other letters in various languages. The tittle of i or j is omitted when a diacritic is placed in the tittle's usual position (as í or &#309, but not when the diacritic is elsewhere (as į, &#585, and traditionally not in Vietnamese."

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O 24 mrt 2010 You gotta live now.
O 23 mrt 2010 Untitled...
O 23 mrt 2010 I can't breathe...
O 23 mrt 2010 There aren't enoug words.
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O 15 mrt 2010 Our wrong ending...
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O 12 mrt 2010 Today’s the day.
O 12 mrt 2010 Your gone...
O 11 mrt 2010 You...

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