|Things I like ... Yeah , this IS so simple.|
Ogloszenia drobneCokolwiek się stanie,Ogloszenia drobne by ~Hirudoh
złamane przysięgi nie chcą tanieć
Więc nie dzwoń już do mnie .
Wynajmę grabarza wspomnień .
BarefootThere are those wounds that never healBarefoot by ~Hirudoh
and there are deals not worth a deal ,
so don't lose shoes while chasing dreams,
cause life is full of roses ...
Dreamt IIThere are days of joy and days of sorrow , but there haven't been any better than these in my whole life. This was a time of pain, going away , of warm bed and even warmer welcoming of every new day . Through first few days after regaining conciousness Bella would sit by my bed on old , stylish , leather armchair and read me the news . I could tell the tension in her movements , nervous fingernails biting and playing with stray curls of hair . The stressed built up making her stare with blank eyes to the front yard through the window, waiting for the daily portion of juicy news . Every single day, when the paper finally arrived on the shoewipe , stress would reach it's climax and suddenly flatten after one look one look at the headlines . Day by day they would be almost the same - special auror forces were doing great job . Azkaban was collecting rich toll . But despite tons of pages filled with terrific news about small fishes caught in the deatheater's pond , itDreamt II by ~Hirudoh
This is my cityWhen the daily shoutThis is my city by ~Hirudoh
rusts In the meantime, the dawn
comes to the sewers .
Colors of sunset
fade in empty street's rumble
this is my city .
Scent of a homeland
is sold in plastic bottles -
with a bond . Not to crash on
home grown indifference .