Life 22 Tuesday Mar 2016 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 7 Comments TagsTanka, Time It takes a life to Understand that we are on A road to nowhere. When you get it, it’s too late… You’ve wasted precious moments. TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
smuchendu said:
true, sometimes you realize when its too late
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Zeffiretta said:
I don’t believe that. Life is life.
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Esther Ling said:
Have fun… only that matters
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Soizik said:
Merci Zeffiretta, je pense comme toi
ça rend le reste de la vie encore plus précieuse.
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Ada said:
The strong intuition
something behind illusion
it’s never too late.
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Soizik said:
Magnifique peinture, j’aime beaucoup.
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lautdenkerchristiangruber said:
never waste and wait
otherwise everything is to late
too late for luck and freedom
too late for living on
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