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06.02.2006., ponedjeljak
Blindness
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I splitted in two parts It's like when you play darts And you throw arrow in the middle This poem is not a riddle One piece thinking Other one loving My brain will grind I'll lose my mind LOVE IS BLIND You're the only reason For each darklight season Here's a decision to make My heart to break Or my life to take AWAY Far from eyes Close to heart No disguise Life is hard With eyes I can eat And I don't mean meat Seeing your sparkly eyes It's like a cake without surprise… |