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BernardNowman le 06-07-2024 à 12:12:14
joliiiii poeme mon amour (l)

gladys-lemire le 06-07-2024 à 11:45:08
Poème



Spectator, I observe the scene of life

Where characters emerge,

In moments of joy or disappointment

Where the dream becomes illusion and dies with contempt

Where the lie becomes true and the truth at the bottom of the well

But who am I in this world full of actors?

Where everyone climbs onto the platform,

Plays its role like its predecessors

Who am I when I myself have a role in this scene?

I observe, I suffer

But I applaud all these real lies

What would the world be if it were not a fiction

If these scenes were real and done with passion

I swear to God I will attend every day

I would be the heroine of cheerfulness

Trust and love

I would applaud until I couldn't anymore

And I would call the sorrowful souls to come see her

But alas the scene of life remains the same

And I stay in the front row

With or without my applause the curtain opens and closes.

BernardNowman le 06-07-2024 à 11:29:52
magnifique article mon amour (l)

je t'aimeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour (l)

gladys-lemire le 06-07-2024 à 10:08:09
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