nedjelja | 12.02.2006.

Our subtle lies,
Our hidden shame;
A somber pit
Of bleak remorse.
Can we admit
We are to blame.
We make our choice,
We shed our tears;
How great our thirst,
How great our goals.
The best and worst
Of hopes and fears;
A nameless voice
Which drinks our souls.
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