Nikola Dabic
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Another illusion, I wondered.
What are you, really?
I don't know in which direction to think about you.
How do I force myself to do what's right—
...
We sit beneath the moonlight, and you speak to me of pain.
I listened carefully, every moment,
you told me how they shattered you,
how they walked all over you.
...
I'd drown myself in just enough liquor
for you to use me again—
and still, I'd come back,
because in your bed,
...
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The Light At The End... Or Just The Beginning Of The Tunnel?
Another illusion, I wondered.
What are you, really?
I don't know in which direction to think about you.
How do I force myself to do what's right—
and why do I keep painting you as wrong?
So many thoughts in my head — a firework.
I watch, and it's beautiful,
but what does it feel like to touch it?
All those bright sparks could burn me —
yet they pull me in, they draw me closer.
In the end, only ashes remain.
Who cares — another will ignite.
But never the same.
The problem is…
I want that exact one —
and I want it to see me in that fleeting moment of perfection.
What am I, compared to it,
if I never let it shine?
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