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...ništa posebno...
>Voices<
Every time when I closed eyes
I hear inarticulate voices
I hear children cries outside
Think I'm losing my mind...
Cold wind bear fallen leaves
Into the emptiness of lost souls
I can not fell a sleep yet
'Causeof cold winter breath...
I'm crying under wet pillow
Dreaming about green meadow
Trying to forget cries and voices
And died without of choices...
nikakva posebna pjesma... napisana u kratkom roku... kao i sve... posvećena nije nikome... ili možda je... meni... ali dobro sad... do sljedećeg posta... pozz...
P.S. ovo mi je 50. post na ovom blogu... tak da danas slavim... hehe... do čitanja...
Post je objavljen 07.08.2007. u 21:33 sati.