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Guess Who`s back...
Eto i mene opet...nisam pisala već neka 2 tjedna, pa bi bilo ok da ipak nešto našvrljam kako ne bi ispalo da sam zapustila blog =) ali upozoravam vas da nemam ništa pametnog za napisati pa ću staviti još jednu svoju kreaciju =) or whatever...ovaj put neće biti pjesma, već kratka priča...to već dugo nisam objavljivala...a onda se idem spremati...jer subota je i napokon idem van!!! =) hehe...nadam se da će biti dobro, jer fkt mi treba mali odmor...prošli tjedan je bio čisti užas...ali neću o tome jer sigurno znate kako je pred kraj godine...everybody goes mental =) ajde ljudovi, nadam se da će te i vi uživati...PoZzZ =)
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Blood...this firey red blood dripping on the white marble...Ruining it`s perfection...it`s purity...Once again I lost it...I saw this stupid little girl in the mirror, smiling...looking so fake...I couldn`t take it anymore...I lost control, and my hand just went for the glass, shattering it into million little pieces...Tears start running down my blushed face as I watch her disappear...piece by piece...But I can still feel her...Inside of me, in my mind...She`s laughing so loud...Knowing I can`t stand it...this pain, the feeling of destruction...I try to stop her, make her go away...But I`m just too weak...And she is completely aware of her strenght...Everything starts to blur as she takes over me...I can feel her hatered, her anger...and madness that eats me up inside...My hand reaches for the knife, and there is nothing I can do...Her laughter is killing me,doesn`t let me think...And the knife is getting closer and closer to me...until I can feel the cold steel piercing my skin...pain starts to take over my whole body, my every muscle...I cannot breathe...I can just see the warm blood dripping on the floor...I have no strenght left in my body...My hands start to shake...And I can hear the sound of a knife hitting the wooden floor, followed by her quiet whisper...˝Now you`ll see what it feels like to be really down...˝
Time slows down and I start falling...My head slowly hits the ground...The cold breeze takes away all of my hopes and dreams...All that`s left for me is to accept my defeat...again...As I close my eyes preparing myself for this eternal peace, once again I see this girl crying in front of the mirror...praying that, when she opens her eyes, she will see that long lost smile...
Post je objavljen 03.06.2006. u 16:05 sati.