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Сениор ГРОБАР ДО ГРОБА Регистриран: 06.Февруари.2007 Статус: Офлајн Поени: 44396 |
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дефинитивно струшките вечери НИКАД нема да згаснат ..............
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Blue Scarlet
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“Dream” Smile, while you wait for me …. Erase that ironic look of your face …. Clear the path to your mind …. I’m here and I want to stay ….. Spread your arms, like a sea gal ….. Rise your eyes up in the sky …. Listen to your heartbeat … I’m here to lift you up …. Open your lips breathe in the air … Line your head back to me …. Feel my skin …. Sense my smell … I’m here to love and care …. Embrace the night, like a pillow under your head ….. Cover your body with a dark cape ….. Feel the pulse on your neck …. I’m here to kiss you back … |
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Lupus non mordet lupum.
Vulneratus non victus! |
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Blue Scarlet
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“Red Sunday” Suspicious mind, delusional state …. Darkness and fog, sunshine and rain.. Your lips on my neck … I feel your breath, just like ice cold breeze Your body next to mine, your chest going up and down … Where is your heartbeat? …. Why can’t I feel it? …. Why can’t I hear it? … Is in it there? … Beating for me …. Beating for life …. Cold blood running through your veins … Ice cubes instead of a hart… Red but cold …. Same, but different … Here and there, There is no night but yet there is no day….. My creation, my illusion …. So real …. So mine … I don’t want you, live now … Then I need you please come back … I don’t love you, but I miss you … You are mine …. Slave and master … Love and Pain …. Who am I? What am I? Playing games with myself … Red dress and ruby lips … Red Sunday with snapshots in my head…. |
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Lupus non mordet lupum.
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Blue Scarlet
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Sitting under a tree, smoking a cigarette …. Looking at the smoke rising above, Infinity of time, unlimited space … Me, My eyes, My thoughts and My hart … Oh glorious day, Sunshine through the branches … Opened up a meadow full of colors and full of sounds, Maestro please start , The music of feelings, divine raindrops … Barefoot dance, circle in the light , Looking at the rainbow, smiling at the cloud …. The rain mixed with sun, making love on day light … Natures miracle landing on my skin… Still barefoot dancing just feeling little rocks …. Naked and lucid, I listen to the sound , Music of feelings playing in my mind. So the day pass by and the night came through … Fanfare and drums … The darkness land on my body , like a smooth cape… My nakedness hidden …. So I fell down on my knees, on a candle light … waiting for a punishment , waiting for a prize ….. My head was bend down , my shoulders covered with my hair , Black as the night, long as a day …. I heard the lash, striking in the silence, my back started to bleed … And the rain kept falling, washing out my blood … But the mark was still there laying on the earth… The blood scars from the lash … opened up and crack …. Through my skin , rising from my blood …. Ecstasy of pain, blood tears from my eyes, My hart in sweet agony , Chaos in my mind …. Reborn with black wings … joining back the flock … Unique and wild …. Caring a sign …. Marked and alone … Living a new life …. Изменето од Blue Scarlet - 29.Март.2010 во 15:31 |
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Lupus non mordet lupum.
Vulneratus non victus! |
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Blue Scarlet
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“Dance of the wolves” New beginnings, old school, Learning the dance of life, simple steps, miraculous music … Loosen up your fear …. You are the chosen one …. Fell the pulse on your neck… Let it go … don’t hesitate…. Not a minute, not a second… There’s no time , there’s no space … Listen and feel , the dance of the wolves … Circling around filled with thirst …. Don’t be scare… Don’t run away … Just close your eyes and feel the pain … Die to be reborn , What does not kill you, will make you strong , It’s not your body … It’s not your blood, The soul seekers howling for souls …. They will stop by , but will not stay … Following the wind, waiting for the moon …. Warriors of nature … will make you kneel … Remember the eyes , look at them close You will search them day and night … Изменето од Blue Scarlet - 25.Март.2010 во 17:07 |
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Blue Scarlet
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Blinking lights and a glass of red wine, My room swallowed by the silence, Hundreds of voices crushing on the other side of the wall, But none of them go thru him … Sitting in the corner of my bed , eyes shut, and a little smile …. Empty spot in my mind, just to feel not to think, Gentle fingers playing with my hear on the back of my neck … Rush of lust, going up and down on my torso … Cold breeze fighting the fire , Enjoy your battle… So simple, but yet so mystique …. Woman’s skin , Woman’s soul, Woman’s mind, Full of colors, Full of sounds, Natures master piece …. Standing on the gate of entrance to this world… Playing the symphony of life , Welcome and Enjoy, You’re just passing try …. |
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Joshua_Tree
Сениор Регистриран: 27.Јуни.2007 Статус: Офлајн Поени: 6477 |
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Изменето од Joshua_Tree - 18.Август.2013 во 10:05 |
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“Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.”
― William Faulkner, Mosquitoes |
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