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more things about me!!!

• Zovem se Ines
  VOLIM: Finsku, prijatelje, glazbu, obitelj, ići u crkvu, slatkiše, svoj razred, rodbinu...
  NE VOLIM: umišljene ljude, narodnjake, kada dobijem lošu ocjenu, fiziku i .........
  SLUŠAM:Tarot, The 69 Eyes, Nightwish, Within Temptation, ponekad Metallicu i Iron Maiden, Evanescence i još mnogo toga....
  MOJI PRIJATELJI: Tina, Valentina, Kristina, Tajana, Deja, Silvia, Ella, Martina, i ljudi iz raz.
  NEPRIJATELJI: pa i nema ih....al ima onih koje ne podnosim...uglavnom mi idu na živce...
  PROLAZIM: s 5, nemam sve petice....
  NAJBOLJI PREDMETI: Informatika, Hrvatski, Likovni, Biologija...
  NAJGORI PREDMETI: Fizika.....
  HRANA: Pizza, sendviči, uglavnom sve domaće, što mama napravi
  
  
  
  
  
  

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RIJEČI NEKIH PJESAMA

• WHILE YOUR LIPS ARE STILL RED
  
  Sweet little words made for silence
  Not talk
  Young heart for love
  Not heartache
  Dark hair for catching the wind
  Not to veil the sight of a cold world
  
  
  Kiss while your lips are still red
  While he's still silent
  Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
  Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool
  Drown into eyes while they're still blind
  Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
  
  
  First day of love never comes back
  A passionate hour's never a wasted one
  The violin, the poet's hand,
  Every thawing heart plays your theme with care
  
  
  Kiss while your lips are still red
  While he's still silent
  Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
  Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool
  Drown into eyes while they're still blind
  Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
  
  
  
  
  BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
  
  
  
  Remember the first dance we shared?
  Recall the night you melted my uglyness away?
  The night you left with a kiss so kind
  Only a scent of beauty left behind
  
  Ah, dear friend I remember the night
  The moon and the dreams we shared
  Your trembling paw in my hand
  Dreaming of that northern land
  Touching me with a kiss of a beast
  
  I know my dreams are made of you
  Of you and only for you
  Your ocean pulls me under
  Your voice tears me asunder
  Love me before the last petal falls
  
  As a world without a glance
  Of the ocean's fair expanse
  Such the world would be
  If no love did flow in thee
  But as my heart is occupied
  Your love to me now has to die
  Forgive me, I need more than you can offer me
  
  Didn't you read the tale
  Where happily ever after was to kiss a frog?
  Don't you know this tale
  In which all I ever wanted
  I'll never have
  For who could ever learn to love a beast?
  
  However cold the wind and rain
  I'll be there to ease up your pain
  However cruel the mirrors of sin
  Remember, beauty is found within
  
  ...Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you...
  
  
  
  DEAD BOY'S POEM
  
  
  
  Born from silence, silence full of it
  A perfect concert my best friend
  So much to live for, so much to die for
  If only my heart had a home
  
  Sing what you can't say
  Forget what you can't play
  Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes
  Walk within my poetry, this dying music
  - My loveletter to nobody
  
  Never sigh for better world
  It's already composed, played and told
  Every thought the music I write
  Everything a wish for the night
  
  Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin
  Died for the beauty the one in the garden
  Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom
  Failed in becoming a god
  
  Never sigh...
  
  "If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it
  Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry the one without tears
  For I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
  Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality
  where being wanted became a thrill I never knew
  The sweet piano writing down my life"
  
  "Teach me passion for I fear it's gone
  Show me love, hold the lorn
  So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me
  I'm sorry
  Time will tell (this bitter farewell)
  I live no more to shame nor me nor you
  And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore..."
  
  A lonely soul
  An ocean soul
  
  
  

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  Death Makes Artists
  
  Only once I could see my dream
  Didn't feel the smallness under the stars
  Once I got bars in my cradle
  As a prisoner I write a letter from there
  
  My Lord, to you, let me become what my child thinks I am
  In you is the beauty of the world, of which death made me an artist
  My Lord, to you, let me become what my child thinks I am
  
  My own heaven I created here
  Let me get away
  My own heaven I created here
  Let me get away
  
  
  Feel For You
  
  You were my first love
  The earth moving under me
  Bedroom scent, beauty ardent
  Distant shiver, heaven sent
  
  I'm the snow on your lips
  The freezing taste, the silvery sip
  I'm the breath on your hair
  The endless nightmare, devil's lair
  
  Only so many times
  I can say I long for you
  The lily among the thorns
  The prey among the wolves
  
  Someday, I will feed a snake
  Drink her venom, stay awake
  With time all pain will fade
  Through your memory I will wade
  
  Barely cold in her grave
  Barely warm in my bed
  Settling for a draw tonight
  Puppet girl, your strings are mine
  
  This one is for you for you
  Only for you
  Just give in to it never think again
  I feel for you
  
  
  Slaying The Dreamer
  
  I'm a priest for the poorest sacrifice
  I'm but a raft in a sea of sorrow and greed
  You bathed in my wine
  Drank from my cup, mocked my rhyme
  Your slit tongues licked my aching wounds
  
  Put a stake through my heart!
  And drag me into sunlight
  So awake for your greed
  As you're slaying the dreamer
  
  Swansong for the Wish of Night
  God it hurts, give a name to the pain
  Our primrose path to hell is growing weed
  
  Blame me, it's me
  Coward, a good-for-nothing scapegoat
  Dumb kid, living a dream
  Romantic only on paper
  
  Tell me why you took all that was mine!
  Stay as you lay - don't lead me astray!
  
  Wake up, mow the weed
  You'd be nothing without me
  Take my life if you have the heart to die
  
  You bastards tainted my tool
  Raped my words, played me a fool
  Gather your precious glitter and leave me be
  The Great Ones are all dead
  And I'm tired, too
  
  I truly hate you all!