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The misery ...
Nekad se pitam zasto uopce moraju postojati osjecaji??!! to nesto u nama zbog cega se smijemo, placemo, padamo u depresiju ili vristimo od srece... a onda kad se osjecaji malo smire, cini mi se ko da sam prazna, ko da mi nesto fali... ravnodusnost. to je nesto sto mi je najgore. dani kad me nije briga ni za koga, ni za sto. dani koje bi najradije provela lezeci u krevetu i razmisljajuci o onim, ne bas tako cestim, trenutcima kad je sav moj mali svijet bio okrenut prema jednoj osobi, kad je bio dovoljan jedan osmijeh te osobe i svi bi moji problemi nestali... najvise mrzim sto sam takva osoba da mi treba puno da zaboravim. da zaboravim da sam voljela, da sam bila voljena i da sam bila stvarno sretna, barem dok je to bilo moguce. nakon nekog vremena mislim da sam zaboravila i onda nastupa ta prokleta ravnodusnost. neka vrsta zatisja pred buru. kao i jucer, samo jedna sitnica je dovoljna da mi u trenutku vrati toliko sjecanja da imam osjecaj da cu puknuti... jedna pjesma, znam da zvuci ofucano kad kazem da me podsjeca na "njega", ali toliko toga mi je vezano uz tu jednu pjesmu da mi suze samo poteku i ne mogu ih zaustaviti kad je cujem. mrzim plakati pred drugima. mrzim svima uvijek ispocetka objasnjavati sto osjecam. mrzim sto me progone sjecanja... a on je, i uvijek ce biti, bez obzira na sve moje suze, predaleko da bi mogli biti skupa...
some times I think love is just not ment for me...
I write the lines you want me to, with the words.
I dare to use of all the ones that you have taught me, along the years.
You cast a perfect shadow on the paper.
Fade away with sunlight, I fear the way you know me, love can leave a stain...
You steal my only hope and make me stay awake another night.
I wish you bear with me, stay near me.
When the autumn leaves have fallen. Solitude, my pain, the last thing left of me...
If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared,
you'll be safe, this I swear.
If you only love me back.
Seven lonely lies written on Deadwinter's night,
open the only book with the only poem I can read...
In blood I sign my name and seal the midnight with a tear.
Burn the paper, every line for them I cried...
If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared,
you'll be safe, this I swear.
If you only love me back.
I am the Playwrite and you are my Crown, make me cry for your love,
like you've done many times, so I know.
I can't write these storylines without you, lady pain, make me strong,
can't we be together without them forever...
The words I write can only hurt you, sorry for the rain.
Thank you, my only one, you gave me this pain...I leave you gently on the floor,
take one step towards the door.
Where's the letter never written, good night now...
If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared,
you'll be safe, this I swear.
If you only love
sonata arctica
Post je objavljen 20.11.2005. u 22:27 sati.