moi

moi
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nom:Sakir
prenom:Imane
age:14 ans
taille:155 cm
poig:45 kilo
ekipe preferer:psg bien sur
ekipe le moin aprecier:l'om
ce ke tu aime faire:dessiner,jouer a la ps2,sortir...
cite preferer:clik


# Posté le dimanche 21 mai 2006 06:45

Modifié le dimanche 21 mai 2006 08:09

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# Posté le dimanche 11 juin 2006 04:26

rejoin moi...

♥♥♥rejoin moi♥♥♥

Debout dans ma salle de bain,
Une lame de rasoir à la main,
J'ai tendue mon poignet devant moi
Et je l'ai ouvert en pensant à toi.

Le sang se mit à couler,
Ma tête à tourner.
Je me laissâmes tomber par terre,
Comme je suis tombée devant cette amour éphémère
Puis jai entendue une porte claquée,
Mon nom fut crié.
Tout à coup, je reconnu ta voix. . .
Cétait bien toi!

Tu es entré,
tu m'as pris dans tes bras.
J'ai regrettée,
Le geste qui vains avant toi.


Le sang continuais à ruisseler,
Tu ne savais que faire.
Cest quand jai dis "je taime. . . ",
mes dernier mots prononcés,
Que tu es redescendus sur terre.

Pour la première fois,
Tu as versé une larme pour moi.
Tu dis que si je devais partir,
Toi aussi tu allais en finir.


Mes yeux se sont fermés,
Pour rester clos à jamais.
Mon âme senvolait. . .
Du haut de la pièce, je te regardais.


A ton tour, tu pris la lamePour rejoindre mon âme.
Tu as mêlé ton sang au mien,
Comme pour mêlé notre chemin

# Posté le dimanche 11 juin 2006 05:11

maman je t'aime

maman je t'aime
MaMaN jE t'♥

Maman je t'aime...

T'es bien plus que ma maman
T'es la meilleure des maman
Même si Papa ne te le dit pas
Même s'il ne le pense pas

Maman je t'aime...

J'aime pas te voir pleurer
Car Papa vient
de crier
Et je pleure moi aussi
Car je t'aime plus que la vie
Maman je t'aime...

Tu donnes tellement pour moi
Te remercier ne
serait pas assez
Avec toi je n'ai jamais froid
Mon coeur n'est jamais abîmé
Maman je t'aime...

J'espère que tes paroles ne sont pas véritésCar moi je t'aime à la folie MamanPourquoi parfois tu veux t'en aller?Reste avec moi, ne t'en vas pas doucement
Maman je t'aime...

Tu m'apportes beaucoup de chaleur
Tu m'apportes surtout le bonheur
Tu m'aides quand je ne peux plus
Tu me conseilles quand je ne sais plus
Maman je t'aime...

Pourquoi tu dis que je ne pense pas à toi?
Je ne fais que ça Maman
, que ça
Rien ne pourra nous séparer
Car tu resteras avec moi à jamais
Maman je t'aime...
MamaN t'en vas pas...
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# Posté le dimanche 11 juin 2006 13:51

grande seur

grande seur
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•grande soeur•


Les yeux dans les yeux jamais se séparés
Uni par notre Sang depuis que
je suis née
Soeurs nous n'avons pas le choix
Mais heureusement que tu es là

Un bout de moi gravé en toi
Un bout de toi gravé en moiDifférentes mais si semblables
Mi-Ange, Mi-petit Diable

Même si soleil n'a pas toujours été au rendez-vous
Même si j'étais obligé de me mettre à genoux

Cet amour ne pourra jamai se brisé
Il est unique, Il est sacré

J'ai qu'une seule grande soeur et c'est toi
Je ne suis pas la tite soeur
idéal je suis juste moi
Tu n'as jamais essayer de me changer
Tu m'as toujours remis sur le droit chemin pour
m'aider

Tu es si grande maintenant les années passent
Mais dans ma méoire rien ne s'efface
J'ai envie que ta
vie soit la plus belle qui soit
J'ai envie de t'aider n'importe où où tu vas

Ze t'aime...
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# Posté le dimanche 11 juin 2006 14:00