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.
Ko padam, nočeš
domov
ne verig
ne ljubezni
kaj skrbi.
gledala boš modrino
videl bom črnino
nasmeh pokolni,
močno drži za roko
hudič bo vzel telo
naju več ne bo.
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