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name*___ Lea
age*___ 15
town*___ Karlovac
school*___ Gimnazija Karlovac <3




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Broken strings... <3

Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh and I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last change to feel again


Broken Strings - James Morrison ft. Nelly Furtado


Riječi su promijenjene...


|četvrtak, 01.01.2009. , 15:59|

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Istina o nama…

Istina je ta da nas više nema,
Prošlost je prošlost i više me ne zanima.
Vjerujem u danas i u samu sebe.
Ne vjerujem u tebe, niti tvoje sluge!
Ne značiš mi više ništa…

Ima ih..
Vjeruj, ima ljudi koji me vole i koji su
Tu za mene, svaki dan i svaku noć
Mogu se na njih osloniti…

Ona patnja kroz koju sam prošla,
Mi je bila tama na putu.
Sada sam super i znam da sam snažna.
Mogu proći kroz vatru i snijeg,
Bez ozljeda ili patnje.
Snaga nije u mišićima, nego u mudrosti!
I zato je ti nemaš!
Slabija si nego što misliš.

Slobodno me vrijeđaj.
Ti za mene više ne postojiš.
A ako je tebi tako dosadno u
Životu, slobodno se zabavi na moj račun.

Nastavljam svoj život,
Sretnija nego sa tobom!
Znam cijeniti vrijednosti.

Sada sam shvatila u što
Si me pretvorila, zajedno uz sebe.
Biti tako umišljen i bezosjećajan
Ne može svatko!
Zato si posebna!


*ovaj post je namljenjen jednoj osobi,
zbog koje sam jako patila (i još uvijek patim)...

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*Lily Donaldson


|ponedjeljak, 24.11.2008. , 15:46|

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