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                                                                                   GDE?

                                                                     Kada se osećanja,pretvore

                                                                     u blatnjave kapi,

                                                                     koje su nekada,bele,

                                                                     padale sa neba,

                                                                     budile nežnost,i osmeh

                                                                     sveta,

                                                                     kada tuga preplavi,celo

                                                                     telo,

                                                                     njena vizija,se pomalja,

                                                                     poput meseca,u tužnoj

                                                                     noći.

                                                                     I uvek ista,zamagljena

                                                                     slika,

                                                                     i uvek ista,

                                                                     osećanja.

                                                                     Da li sam sam,ili,

                                                                     i ona,sada pati?

                                                                     Sve priče,i svi

                                                                     dani,

                                                                     su mali,ništa

                                                                     ne vrede,

                                                                     sve žene,koje me

                                                                     vole,kao

                                                                     da ne postoje.

                                                                     Na trenutak,kada

                                                                     se setim,

                                                                     one su dobre,ja

                                                                     nisam ovde.