Nevernik Posted October 29 Posted October 29 Ovih dana hit u mom malom svetu. Tess Parks - Pomegranate 2
Klara Posted November 6 Posted November 6 You stop me at the door You make your hand a gun You lie to everyone Now you hold your secrets, your bitter poetry Your encyclopaedic knowledge of everything that’s wrong with me And God, you’re so passive, is it in your blood? You won’t fight for a single thing you love But I won’t ever let you find me I will salt the earth behind me I will eat up every part of your rotten little heart It’s your fault that I’m alive And it’s your fault I want to die But I will learn to love this world I won’t be November’s girl Hold your hands out like a prayer Tell me, what part of this is fair? I’ve got nothing left for you I am sinking into blue
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