struja svijesti
petak, 14.01.2005.
poezijo odakle dolaziš
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visokostilizirana orhideja, staklenkini džemovi od cijelih jagoda vijesti na prvom, na drugom na trećem na lokalnim postajama snijeg sitni sitni sitni olovni vojnici prvi drugi balkanski rat sitni sitni mrtvi olovni vojnici sa uplakanim suzama sa raštimanim vilicama djevojke ih ne čekaju ni slučajno zavode visoke podoficire strane dižu erotično obrve pogled prodorniji od chili paprike u tajlandskoj kuhinji sitni vojnici,olovni,olovni,olovni |
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četvrtak, 13.01.2005.
uživaj u tišini
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Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can’t you understand Oh my little girl All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Vows are spoken To be broken Feelings are intense Words are trivial Pleasures remain So does the pain Words are meaningless And forgettable All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Enjoy the silence |
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srijeda, 12.01.2005.
svit čajld of majn
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axel rose mi je bio bog u doba kad sam htjela više od svega da mi mama kupi cipele zvane londonke- na veliki đon, glomazne neke... tad su i marte počele uzimat zamaha, a pjesma wind of change još je imala uporište.. onda je došao rat i sarajevo više nije bio samo olimpijski nego i okruženi grad... Sweet Child O' Mine She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I stared too long I'd probably break down and cry Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go Sweet child o' mine |
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utorak, 11.01.2005.
cimaron
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sjećam se davno kad sam mala bila gledala sam film o ljudima koji naseljavaju nenaseljenu zemlju američku tzv divlji zapad prije je to kauboja ali nije prije indijanaca start, i trka kreće babe sa onim kačketima i muškarci s velikim brkovima u svojim kolicima piče po svoj komad zemlje da je meni igrati se kauboja i indijanaca |
- 13:15 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #
uh što volim ovaj pjesam
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THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long long time ago Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here We must have died alone, a long long time ago Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World |
- 09:36 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #
ponedjeljak, 10.01.2005.
tell me why aj dont lajk mandejs
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the silicon chip inside her head gets switched to overload and nobody's gonna go to school today she's going to make them stay at home and daddy doesn't understand it he always said she was good as gold and he can see no reason 'cause there are no reasons what reason do you need to be shown tell me why i don't like mondays tell me why i don't like mondays i don't like i don't like i don't like mondays tell me why i don't like mondays i want to shoot the whole day down, down, down shoot it all down heeyeea and the playing stopped in the playground now she wants to play with her toys a while and school's out early and soon we'll be learning the lesson today is how to die and then the bullhorn cackles and the captain tackles with the problems and the how's and why's and he can see no reason 'cause there are no reasons what reason do you need to die, die, ohhh tell me why i don't like mondays tell me why i don't like mondays i don't like i don't like i don't like mondays tell me why i don't like mondays tell me why i don't like mondays i don't like i don't like i don't like mondays ooohmmm i don't like mondays...no... i wanna to shoot the whole day down whole day... whole day.... the whole day down |
- 09:24 - Komentari (1) - Isprintaj - #
petak, 07.01.2005.
samtajms aj fil
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UNDER THE BRIDGE Sometimes I feel Like I don't have a partner Sometimes I feel Like my only friend Is the city I live in The city of angels Lonely as I am Together we cry I drive on her streets 'Cause she's my companion I walk through her hills 'Cause she knows who I am She sees my good deeds And she kisses me windy I never worry Now that is a lie I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way It's hard to believe That there's nobody out there It's hard to believe That I'm all alone At least I have her love The city she loves me Lonely as I am Together we cry I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all that way Under the bridge downtown Is where I drew some blood Under the bridge downtown I could not get enough Under the bridge downtown Forgot about my love Under the bridge downtown I gave my life away |
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masni ćevapi
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jelo koje vuče od turaka mesne pločice uvaljane u masnu ili suhu lepinju jede se s lukom, ajvarom ili kajmakom može natašte a može i nakon zagrijavanja ja ih volim bez ičega ili s ničim da se apsurdnije izrazim najbolji su u cvjetnom i kod čujića živjele ćevabdžinice i njihovi gazde veliki ćevapčari |
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srijeda, 05.01.2005.
ružna penelopa
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u jednom su filmu kinskom poružnili senzualnu glumicu penelopu kruz. penelopa je dugo glumila u lijepim evropskim filmovima. onda je upoznala toma svemogućeg kruza. nije joj bio brat. postao joj je ljubavnik pa je počela glumiti u lošim filmovima holivudskim. onda se htjela ne htjela opet vratila u evropu. a i raskinula s tomom. odglumila mršavu ružnu zubatu sezonsku radnicu koja strasno voli. lijepo glumi penelopa. samo da se opet ne zagleda u nekakvog kruza. |
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utorak, 04.01.2005.
sejing samthing stjupid lajk aj lov ju
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divan osjećaj zaljubljenosti kad je tu nne važi ništa i važi sve samthing stjupid rater stjupid kokosovo mlijeko i lagane cipele Something Stupid I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me And if we go some place to dance I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like :"I love you" I can see it in your eyes you still dispise the same old lies you heard the night before And though it's just a line to you for me it's true it never seemed so right before I practice everyday to find some clever lines to say to make the meaning come true But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late and I'm alone with you The time is right your perfume fills my head the stars get red and oh, the night's so blue And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like: "I love you" The time is right .... And then I go and spoil... |
- 09:05 - Komentari (0) - Isprintaj - #
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Opis bloga
strujovito putujem svojom i tuđim svijestovima Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens... Sunce je zagarantirano svima. ZAKON U KALIFORNIJI Ajde da gledamo tv dok se ne rastope boje.... Ljubav je skočila pred nas kao što iz zemlje iskače ubojica u uličici i zadesila nas oboje.Tako znade zadesiti munja, tako znade zadesiti finski nož.. M& M Gledo sam te u snu. Tužnu. Mrtvu. U dvorani kobnoj, u idili svijeća. Gotov da ti predam život kao žrtvu. U dvorani kobnoj, u mislima , u sivim. Samo kosa tvoja još je bila živa pa mi reče: Miruj, u smrti se sniva... |
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