nedjelja, 08.07.2007.

last night the words are spoken that cannot be unturth
you said that all what is given is now lost
is tihis the last things we do together
something keaps some unbrakeble distance betwean us
it's so hard to talk with you
noting can compare to this...
just another carazy thought of mine...
an ilusion something like a dream
woken up this morning by the cryes of mutilated people
I realized that all this is just another crazy dream of my cold soul
that is wanishing from this reality every second peace by peace...
my spirit forever shall be...

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