..il gusto della vita..(rieseguire)
jutros samo lagani san remo, cvike na glavu i guštanje..
And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised!
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autor: DonTravolta, 28/10/2022
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My brothers gather round me, they see me when I’m down
Chewed into shape like a stone on the shore
But if there was lightning in me
You’d know who it was for
Keep pushin’ ’til it’s understood and these badlands start treating us good!
…the poets down here don’t write nothing at all…
I wish you’d say goodbye the next time you go
Drew you a picture to remember
Threw it on the fire like a piece of pine
I pictured you mad
And I pictured you cold
Pictured you mean
And I pictured you bold
