*Jenny*



TIHI RASTANAK

Ludim pod tvojim dodirom...
Pada sve u zaborav,
svaki grijeh,
svaka suza...

Sve zaboravljam,
kako samo nestaje sva bol.
Tvoj dodir na koži,
ostavlja trag...
Krv se uzavrela...
Ostavljaš me razapeta srca...
Kako samo možeš?
Kako možeš?
Ne, voljeti me....

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Opis bloga

...moja tajna...

Linkovi

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Malo "pametnih glupost".......


Budi kao izvor što se preljeva, a ne kao bunar u kojem stoji uvijek ista voda...


DA BISMO POSTIGLI NEŠTO VELIKO, NE SMIJEMO SAMO DJELOVATI, NEGO I SANJATI, NE SAMO PLANIRATI NEGO I VJEROVATI!!!!


Ovo je rekao slavni Che Guevara:
Za mene je more uvijek bilo povjerljivo. prijatelj koji upija sve što mu se kaže i nikad ne
otkriva tajne, a uvijek nudi najbolji savjet-čija se značajna buka može objasniti na bilo koji
način koji odaberete...

BOL JE NEIZBJEŽNA,
PATNJA JE, MEĐUTIM, STVAR IZBORA.
(Kathleen Casey)

SAMO ĆE TI PRAVI PRIJATELJ
REĆI DA TI JE LICE PRLJAVO.
(Sicilijanska izreka)



DAJ DJEVOJCI PRAVE CIPELE I OSVOJIT ĆE SVIJET!!!

BLACK
Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...

Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a sun
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine