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I went to a party, Mom.. it's a shorter version of a poem written by a girl who has had a car incident..she whispered (More) it's a shorter version of a poem written by a girl who has had a car incident..she whispered these words to a journalist while she was lying on the pavement after the crash..i hope you like this video..and i'm not english so..i hope i write it good:) the three children in the photos died may 4th 2007 in a car accident caused by a drunk driver.. be cautious when drinking guys.. the song used is "my immortal" by "evanescence" se sapete l'inglese è il primo video inglese che faccio,in italiano ... (Less)
The way he lives: love this is part one of my film. it seems that the more i work on this project, the more open minded i (More) this is part one of my film. it seems that the more i work on this project, the more open minded i become If every flower was square and they all smelled fair, would we still be living our lives. Dare to not admire, dare to be alone. Dare to ignore and see how it all goes. You'll quickly learn that without the things we treasure, we live in an absent world of confusion and hate. When love is erased, what will arrive to clean things up? What will help us heal and recover from today's thumbtack and atom bomb world. Where will we all be when we give up the last comforting thing on earth. Empty. Like a picture frame showing the wall behind it. We will be beauty erased, a heart escaped, alone and cold. In a Bloody and empty world of war and hate. All is fair in love and war , and we have been unfair to love. We take what we can and give nothing back. That is the world today. Look away this may shock you . The truth is in the view we all perceive but pretend not to believe. The truth is where few dare to look, for fear of being ostracized, and ridiculed. We see the black where they see white, and they pretend to see the black . Truth is where we can all see love to be what it is. Love is the little things in life. A golden opportunity missed by most who don't stop to smell the roses. The people who live for love only want a few things in life. They want to walk down that road in fall along the white picket fence touching every spike of the fence on the way., even though it means an extra fifteen minutes. They want to spin around under the streetlight during the first light snow in the winter, even if it means getting cold and wet. They want to walk home in the summer rain next to weeping willow trees and smell the fresh cut grass. They want to cry, when things get tough, and want to lay on the cold pavement at night and stare at the stars. They will walk five miles to see the most beautiful tree or river. They will show emotions, and wont be afraid to let people know what it feels like to be emotional. They will want to be alone, and think about the night before. They want to sit next to the fireplace until seven in the morning talking about simple things like the duck in the lake or the frogs in summertime. They want love, and they will find it wherever they go and whatever they do. (Less)
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