Remember at your peril, forget the ones you can
He doesn’t look anything like Jesus at all
Your friend, the one that you loved
Did you keep him on your side?
Keep pushin’ ’til it’s understood and these badlands start treating us good!
…the poets down here don’t write nothing at all…
Osobni izbor najdražih Bossovih pisama. Ni manje ni više.
autor: DonTravolta, 18/02/2022
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Arhiva
All our plans were made on streets the winter paved
So scorn divine and mourn the pride
The cold has spoken and drawn the line
The ocean washed open your grave
Do you have any crimes that
We can use to pass the time, I am
Running out of drugs to try
