Básnička, ktorú som písala zo zúfalstva a z temných rán, keď musíte vstávať na nultú hodinu...
Také depresie ma vtedy chytali...a vždy som si predstavila jeden strom a za ním veľa vrán ako krákajú, keď chodím ráno do školy...
The darkness of the night,
Still on the morning sky.
No view of sunlight.
And even if one try,
It is always staying dark.
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Still on the morning sky.
No view of sunlight.
And even if one try,
It is always staying dark.
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Because of that beautiful,
Darkness of the night.
Why is it so wonderful?
Even more than twilight?
It is something that I adore
And helps me when I try to be alone.
No one else can see
What Im hidding here.
The sorrow inside my head
Keeps getting bigger.
Everything turns sad,
My tears falling faster.
Just like the end of your being
It seems to be.
Please, stop me from remembering
All those my lovely visions.
Now, nothing is good,
Nothnig is perfect.
I want to hide in a wood
Full with darkness, with melancholic effect.
The darkness of the night
Is here only for me
When I cant see the light
So clearly.
So thats the way my steps will follow,
Into the darkness of the night with my sorrow.
wow......... no proste.... wow!!! perketne!! kiezby aj mna taketo veci na nultej napadali:))