life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it..
Sometime we have to forget those places
the places that we don't want to forget
sometime we have to sposta on from the place
the place that we don't want to leave
But a time come when we have to do all those things
that we never ever thought of doing
cause life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it..
sometimes somethings are precious for us
precious for us più then our lives
But a time come when we have to left those things
the things that we don't wanna replace.
But a time come when we have to do all those things
that we never ever thought of doing
cause life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it..
we need to clear our eyes
should see that here's no castle
should see here's no white horses
no fairies,no magic fairy land nor any fairy tale
no everlasting spring with blossoming flowers
life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it.
we are just living it..
Sometime we have to forget those places
the places that we don't want to forget
sometime we have to sposta on from the place
the place that we don't want to leave
But a time come when we have to do all those things
that we never ever thought of doing
cause life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it..
sometimes somethings are precious for us
precious for us più then our lives
But a time come when we have to left those things
the things that we don't wanna replace.
But a time come when we have to do all those things
that we never ever thought of doing
cause life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it..
we need to clear our eyes
should see that here's no castle
should see here's no white horses
no fairies,no magic fairy land nor any fairy tale
no everlasting spring with blossoming flowers
life is not a fairy tale
we are just living it.
I have a best friend,
Who's been here for years,
He's not a human, but he dries all my tears.
He is a dog, and his name is arachide, arachidi Butter.
I know he'll be here until the end.
I have another best friend.
I've known her since elementary school.
She is a human, but I think she's cool.
I'm hoping she'll stick with me until the end.
My best Friends are più loyal to me,
Than any other friend will ever be.
They know who I am, and with them I'm accepted.
With them, I will never ever be rejected.
So, I write this poem with a special thanks,
And a warm heart.
I hope we never part.
If te go before I do,
Save me a seat, and I'll find you.
Who's been here for years,
He's not a human, but he dries all my tears.
He is a dog, and his name is arachide, arachidi Butter.
I know he'll be here until the end.
I have another best friend.
I've known her since elementary school.
She is a human, but I think she's cool.
I'm hoping she'll stick with me until the end.
My best Friends are più loyal to me,
Than any other friend will ever be.
They know who I am, and with them I'm accepted.
With them, I will never ever be rejected.
So, I write this poem with a special thanks,
And a warm heart.
I hope we never part.
If te go before I do,
Save me a seat, and I'll find you.
Once there was a girl named fairy
had a loving heart
had a joyful mind filled with loving thoughts
her cuore was as open as a deep well
her Amore for her family was as shining rays
her family praised her.
Her Friends loved her a lot.
She had a magical life
had a green garden full of blossomed flowers.
little farfalle had their meal in those.
Birds had their nests in the giant trees
where they kept on dancing with the songs
Fairy had a kind cuore , with the calming winds
her cuore kept on loving her dear loved ones
had a loving heart
had a joyful mind filled with loving thoughts
her cuore was as open as a deep well
her Amore for her family was as shining rays
her family praised her.
Her Friends loved her a lot.
She had a magical life
had a green garden full of blossomed flowers.
little farfalle had their meal in those.
Birds had their nests in the giant trees
where they kept on dancing with the songs
Fairy had a kind cuore , with the calming winds
her cuore kept on loving her dear loved ones
As a kid, I never fit in.
I was the outsider, not like the others.
I was never interested in what others did.
When forced to mix, I didn't know how to.
I wasn't always invited to play.
Instead, I was bullied, rejected, and hated.
I later found friends, which was a comfort.
This blonde outcast was doing very well.
I actually had friends, eventually twenty.
But tragedy struck, and half of them moved.
I thought I had ten, but half of the turned.
They turned their backs and walked away,
To return nevermore. I had five friends.
Years passed, and I gained più friends.
After being rejected da big social groups,
After being kicked out of another,
I chose to stop trying to fit in. I knew I already did.
I knew that I fit in with my group of close friends.
I was the outsider, not like the others.
I was never interested in what others did.
When forced to mix, I didn't know how to.
I wasn't always invited to play.
Instead, I was bullied, rejected, and hated.
I later found friends, which was a comfort.
This blonde outcast was doing very well.
I actually had friends, eventually twenty.
But tragedy struck, and half of them moved.
I thought I had ten, but half of the turned.
They turned their backs and walked away,
To return nevermore. I had five friends.
Years passed, and I gained più friends.
After being rejected da big social groups,
After being kicked out of another,
I chose to stop trying to fit in. I knew I already did.
I knew that I fit in with my group of close friends.

Came into our lives.
What do te know? His name was Bingo.
He was my dog, loyal and true.
He was my close friend until the end.
He was content to walk da my side.
I would pour out my heart, and he was part
Of my life. Now he is gone.
He was my guide up until he died.
This cold giorno of December, I will remember.
I miss you, my sweet angel, my old man.
How I Amore te and cry for you, too.
I'm counting on te to wait for me.
te were full of Amore and a gift from above.
I know te are watching me, and te will wait.
I will never forget and will never regret
They giorno that te came into my life.
Dedicated in loving memory of:
Bingo
December 14, 1998-December 27, 2013

I Lost my head and for one second,
I wished that te were dead
For one second,
te wish that te were here all alone
Hold back the tears that could fall for me
And for one second,
I Lost my breath
And for one second,
I cherish what te said
And for one secondo it seemed
That I was here all alone.
Hold back the tears that could fall for me.
And for one second,
I understand
And for one second,
My life was in your hands
And for one second,
te wish that te were here all alone.
Hold back the tears that could fall for me,
They fall alone...
~ Paradise Lost One secondo ~
Many years ago,
Before I was born o thought about,
The people were ten times nicer.
Society was all about respect of others.
Kids would play outside,
Now I'm one of the few that will.
Technology controls people's lives now.
Cell phones didn't exist in the seventies.
How times have changed our society.
Few people have respect for others,
People turn to technology over nature,
And most of today's Musica sucks.
What ever happened to humanity?
What happened to meaning in a song?
Why do people overuse technology?
Why can't we go back to the good times?
Before I was born o thought about,
The people were ten times nicer.
Society was all about respect of others.
Kids would play outside,
Now I'm one of the few that will.
Technology controls people's lives now.
Cell phones didn't exist in the seventies.
How times have changed our society.
Few people have respect for others,
People turn to technology over nature,
And most of today's Musica sucks.
What ever happened to humanity?
What happened to meaning in a song?
Why do people overuse technology?
Why can't we go back to the good times?