Heureux? Je pleure encore.

Acte Bilingue. Scène Deux.

Once again, I was right.

They don't miss me. Fucking words!
Et t'es compris dedans.

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Par Kyra le Vendredi 29 juillet 2011 à 18:24

Mon dieu si tu commences à parler en english, on va plus être coupine. :'(

Par jacklepirate le Vendredi 29 juillet 2011 à 20:05

Meuh nan meuh de quoi ? J'veux des explications, right here, right now (comme Fatboy Slim, tmtc.)

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Keats poems

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love! — then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.

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