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Une grande beauté.

of a poet in love ... I look at you, I see you, I feel like all the ice I look at you all, You are the person, Women's the most beautiful. I see you, you are like gold, sensitive and pure but impossible and hard. I see you, I feel you you are in there with all my heart and all my reason. I love you my adored, you are the secret of my "armor" big and golden.

Concerto pour piano n ° 1.

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From someone so deep Only something so beautiful could come out, He tells me with his music: "I want to captivate you inside." A moving movement, A sweet piano playing That moves my soul And that is cozy. He hugs me with his notes, A really exciting entrance But that allegro of the piano "It kills me" instantly. Fast movements What make me dream With what I'm touching Without looking. Play with me, It alters everything And it makes me move All my being It is exciting, Pure melody for me, Is the same That is described as well. It's patience in music, Softness with the notes But then play And that sensation fuels me. I hope to write more Of this piece of music But for now I can not, Goodbye, for more there is no time.

MANON.

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It becomes my favorite, It's the first one I think every time I get bored, It is what I hear and want. A beautiful girl who covets everything but for love At the end she says: NO. A fragile voice for a non-weak character That changes by passion and it is not left because of the pain. A beautiful opera, a great show of love between two characters and a deep adoration. Two different voices: joy and strength in a great writing and with beauty music. Have enchanted me now and always those two characters of which I fell in love.

Marie Antoinette

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You were a queen Really misunderstood, You were a teenager, A funny and vivacious girl. You were a queen Very ahead of her times, You should have been loved But you were incapable. You were a queen Who wanted to have fun But you had an obligation That could not do at all. You were a girl That they sent as ruler But precisely They sent you as an infant. You were a queen That always did what you wanted And that's why they punished you In the right place and time.

Le Silence.

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Silence is my weapon Against your impetuous soul, No talking allows me Look at you with regret Silence is me Because it's my seriousness Before your temptation And your pure darkness. Silence is my friend That moves me away from your love Because it's you The most harmful love. But silence reminds me, As much as it hurts, That my feelings for you Do not fade. I love you my lord, although I freak And that brings me To the pure pain.

Le Rire

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Le Rire. By: Laura Stephanie Villamil Martínez. Laughter is what I caused, Loud laughs is what I get For your pure ambition And my heartbreaking spite. Laughter is what I am For a being like you That despises me And believe it a virtue. Laughter is cruel Why me? Why with me you play to be different? Your laughs are samples From the loneliness of your soul, Your mysterious looks are part of a painful passion. This desire burns me For your capricious being, That laughter so macabre It makes me darken. I will never be yours If you do not get to change That look will chase me Until the beyond.

Désir.

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A mysterious desire It ran through my whole being, It was you And my heart started to burn. Your green eyes, A long brown hair, An excellent body, A figure worth seeing. We wanted to kiss But I stopped you Because, despite everything, You are my first look. I felt your inside, Beating your heart And our love In all the interior. The night surrounded us, It went around Telling us: heaven is here By and for you . The morning touched us, The sun had come out To brush our skin Wordless. We will not say goodbye Because our bodies As well as our souls will feel only pain.