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Napisal/a drejch, v četrtek, 07. jun. 07
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Standing here, thinking of the days
when we were friends, as good as we could be!
But those days are over now, they ended a long time ago,
back when I loved you
more than you could see.

Now only seeing you makes me wanna die,
couse I know, it is not ment to be.
It is not ment for me to love you,
to hold you, kiss you when you cry.

All I have left - the pain.
It is tearing me appart,
as it has already
ripped out my heart.

Cant staind being next to you,
but not allowed to love you.
To let you know, what I feel.
To let my heart to heal.

To know you'll never belong to me
and me to you,
the thought.... it's kiling me.  

How could you not see,
not feel
my wish to hold you in my arms.
To love you.

but now it is too late for me.
I'm standing high up on a balcony.
The stars above me that I see
are calling me.

Are saying: There is no return for you.
Nothing you can do!
The last tears now you cry
becouse it's time for you to die.

Not thinking twice, just rollin dice
I jumped off the balcony so high,
to join the stars up in the sky,
couse it was time for me to die. 


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Objavil/a Sinatra, v 03-07-2009 22:42,
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JAO KRIZA STARI, KRIZA!!!! To je tko kot če bi gledu kako bi se recesija zvlekla kot kkšna kuga v bogato četrt in pol bi mogu un folk začet hodt u Mercator kt navadni ljudje. Ta pesm me ubije tko kt če bi na celem svetu ostau en in edin slovar ang jezika in pol bi ga en strgu in zlimu besede skp pol bi se pa predavala "nova angleščina". Ta pesm me tko boli kt jo berm, da si želim, da ne bi meu sam 4 ampak še 5. balkon k pol bi si želu da bi meu še 6ga-use doklr si ne bi omislu št. 13-da bi pol skoču s 13. balkona. Tko tragik pa tko... 
 
 
Ušeč mi pa je, da je resnična. To mi je ušeč na način, da bi (skupino, artista) HIM-a spremenu v pianista in ga navadu, da pije martini; shaken not stirred. Ušeč mi je na način, da je bloody honest. Eto to mi je ušeč, sam na način kako je napisana...no to me boli, sam tko je. poezija more tud bolet. ane? jao I think I saw a pussy cat. I did! I did! I did...brake my 3 ribs and a hip joint. OUCH!!!! O fuckin' UCH!!!!!  
 
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