srijeda, 02.08.2006.

02:01

bezimena moždana izlučevina otipkana kao sms jedne besane noći..

Loneliness..
Just bloody loneliness.
Like an old memory
told by some old woman,
melting in my mind,
same like some promises.
Great words of wisdom that
i once promised - slowly
drooling out of myself.
That's the agony of
loneliness.

Noone to hold hands with,
no one to hug. The only
comfort I can find is drink
and shallow embrace...

Melting...
Drooling..

I feel as if love is melting
away, like a sweet candy in
my mouth

And soon to be gone...

kažem, više ni ne znam napisat pjesmu kak treba (ne ako sam znao i mogao prije), nego samo poneke misli i bljeskove inspiracije katkada uspijem utipkati u mob, pa završe ovako....

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