luni, 8 august 2011


A picture,
A face, a life, a story,
A smile -
or a tear,
A mother with her child,
or maybe just a man,
but still... you see that picture,
and nothing more.
You don't have to know more.
Their lives, their names their feelings...
A picyure is a picture,
That can always burn.

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