| PAZUDIS BEZ VĒSTS.... |
[Jul. 26th, 2005|04:36 am] |
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VIŅŠ SALAUZA MANUS SPĀRNUS.......SALAUZA MANU PRĀTU.......UN PAZUDA.....ES NECIEŠU PAT VIŅA VĀRDU.......TAS DEDZINA MAN AUSIS, TAS DARA VISU, LAI MAN KĻŪTU SLIKTI.......LAI NOLĀDĒTA TĀ DIENA, KA 1.REIZI SSATIKU VIŅU.....UN KAD 1.REIZI SATIKA TAS MANI.......LAI NOLĀDĒTA KATRA TĀ REIZE, KAD KAISLE PĀRŅĒMA MŪSU PRĀTUS.......LAI NOLĀDĒTS TAS VISS, KAS REIZ SAISTIJA MŪS....... |
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| REALY..... ?! |
[Jul. 26th, 2005|04:54 am] |
If roses are meant to be red
And violets to be blue
then why isn’t my heart meant for you
My hands longing to touch you
But I can barely breathe
Starry eyes that make me melt
Right in front of me
Lost in this world
I even get lost in this song
And when the lights go down
That is where I’ll be found
This music’s irresistible
Your voice makes my skin crawl
Innocent and pure
I guess you heard it all before
Mister Inaccessible
Will this ever change
One thing that remains the same
You’re still a picture in a frame |
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