Sred(in)a

Neki me matra, pa ne znam razložit kaj. Me zanima, če bo kaj boljše zdaj, ko prihajajo lepši dnevi. Mogoče mi manjka samo sonca, moram večkrat na zrak. Mogoče mi pa manjka tud tebe, morava večkrat govorit.

Jutri je nov dan. Sonce bo. In se bova pogovarjala.

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5 odgovorov to “Sred(in)a”

  1. EnXeN komentira:

    huh, deadly!
    pod najino streho je pogovor, ki sledi uvodu zgornje kategorije, ponavadi dec-kilerski.
    lose-lose situacija, šefe(?) beware … ;-)

  2. MihaHa komentira:

    Prekleto bolj si močna, kot si to znaš priznat. In to veš. Don’t make me repeat myself.

  3. MihaHa komentira:

    Heaven is closer now today
    The sound is in my ears
    I can’t believe the things you say
    They echo what I fear
    Twisting the bones until they snap
    I scream but no one knows
    You say I’m familiar cold to touch
    And then you turn and go

    Feels like heaven…

    See how we planned for saddened eyes
    And tears to pave the way
    I fought the fever as I knew
    My hair returned to grey
    Study your face and fade the frame
    Too close for comfort now
    We can recall the harmony
    That lingered but turned sour

    Feels like heaven…

    You wanted all I had to give
    See me I feel, see me I live

  4. MihaHa komentira:

    Bodi moja Valentina.

  5. sadie007 komentira:

    miha: sej veš, da sem :)

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