I'm haunted by the angels
In letters from my sister, she asks me how I'm feeling
I say that I am better but I lie in every letter
Move closer to the fire or else you'll meet the ghost
I loved you like a brother
I loved you more than most
But still you left me vacant
Still you left me cold
piano magic











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Dying is an art. - Sylvia Plath
+super galerija!
Jako lijepa galerija....
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I have seen us bathing in blood to defend his very glory
I have seen us kneel and praise for nothing...
I have seen him dying in our eyes
I have realized that god owns us his life
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I'm visible and yet unseen."
F o u n d e r and A d m i n on
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Vidimo se
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