From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ...
and of course, most of life isn't real.
Obup
Včeraj sem zagledal se v tvoje lepe oči. Danes gledam kako strmijo in nemo trpijo, za jutri zaman se solzijo. Izgubljeno nazaj nikdar ne dobijo.
(Enkrat ti bom povedal, da je iskanje ljubezni zaman)
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