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Sâmbătă, 29 martie 2008. Nu stiu si nu vreau sa mai cred sau sa simt.Nu mai pot sa simt mirosul de parfum proaspat, intepator, incantator. De ce sa iti vad chipul? De ce sa iti simt mirosul inainte de a te apropia de mine? De ce sa nu te vreau mai mult ca oricine? De ce sa cred in sentiment? De ce sa te vad in calea-mi batatorita spre iad. spre locul in care nu o sa te am? Tu nu ma ajuti? Tu nu vrei sa ies din focul acesta mistuitor de suflete? Tu ai uitat deja de mine inainte sa plec? De ce ma chinui?

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Sâmbătă, 29 martie 2008. Nu stiu si nu vreau sa mai cred sau sa simt.Nu mai pot sa simt mirosul de parfum proaspat, intepator, incantator. De ce sa iti vad chipul? De ce sa iti simt mirosul inainte de a te apropia de mine? De ce sa nu te vreau mai mult ca oricine? De ce sa cred in sentiment? De ce sa te vad in calea-mi batatorita spre iad. spre locul in care nu o sa te am? Tu nu ma ajuti? Tu nu vrei sa ies din focul acesta mistuitor de suflete? Tu ai uitat deja de mine inainte sa plec? De ce ma chinui?

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This web page vladmatu.blogspot.com states the following, "Nu stiu si nu vreau sa mai cred sau sa simt." We saw that the webpage said "Nu mai pot sa simt mirosul de parfum proaspat, intepator, incantator." It also said " De ce sa iti vad chipul? De ce sa iti simt mirosul inainte de a te apropia de mine? De ce sa nu te vreau mai mult ca oricine? De ce sa cred in sentiment? De ce sa te vad in calea-mi batatorita spre iad. spre locul in care nu o sa te am? Tu nu ma ajuti? Tu nu vrei sa ies din focul acesta mistuitor de suflete? Tu ai uitat deja de mine inainte sa plec? De ce ma chinui?."

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