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Ghost of meI can’t sleep My chest’s heaving How can I speak? I’m scared of breathing I reach you with my fingertips Brush against the skin You don’t turn to reach for me Or even say a thing I would break myself, my love Just to be with you But I can feel you’re slipping And there’s nothing I can doGhost of me
You shatter me like glass Bleeding feeling from the tear Now I lie here in pieces Broken up when you’re not there I would bleed till grey, my love If I could hold you tight When you’re not here to comfort m
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most of my poems are in croatian, but it doesn't feel right translating. i haven't even tried the english ones. too bad, they are powerfull. i love playing with words and trying to connect unconnectable. there are more than hundrand.
i even tried to publish a book. it works at home on a printer, but it's expensive. i've made only 3 till now for my friends. publishers don't see anything. one nice lady told me to keep it for myself and shove it up my ass.. he he
most of my poems are in croatian, but it doesn't feel right translating. i haven't even tried the english ones. too bad, they are powerfull. i love playing with words and trying to connect unconnectable. there are more than hundrand.
i even tried to publish a book. it works at home on a printer, but it's expensive. i've made only 3 till now for my friends. publishers don't see anything. one nice lady told me to keep it for myself and shove it up my ass.. he he
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Oh I wish I was a shinigami with apples in my hair
From Tokyo to USA - they wouldn’t see me there
I was born bright green but my mother didn’t care
Oh I wish I was a shinigami with apples in my hair
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