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or carnations arrow that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved between the shadow and the soul. |
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Now, after reading some poem extracts belonging to some of the most incredible lovers of all times, here you have some poems from La Ginesta's own crop, by the hand of some of the pupils from 3rd of E.S.O. Here they are... |
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I love the way you talk I love the clothes you wear And the way you wear your hair. and promise to be mine I’ll try to forget the first day that we met when you were... and |
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stay in my garden, but because you aren’t that, because you’re my red rose I prefer to stay with you Because I love “U” and... ...you are my life. |
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When competing with your hair with contempt, triumph your white forehead Overheads the iris of the field A diamond near your eyes smoke crystal it becomes. I can’t live in all this pain I’m feeling very strage Now, It is the time to tell her Perhaps tomorrow she will find a new friend. By Raimond Pérez |
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