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Poetry of a Mathematician

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30.10.2009.

Ljubav

Ljubav je velikodušna, dobrostiva je ljubav,
ne zavidi, ljubav se ne hvasta,
ne nadima se; nije nepristojna,
ne traži svoje, nije razdražljiva,
ne pamti zlo; ne raduje se nepravdi,
a raduje se istini; sve pokriva,
sve vjeruje, svemu se nada, sve podnosi

Sve podnosi i ne trazi svoje.
Da. Keep what's good. Falis mi puno, previse.
Jebiga, nije lako sacuvati najcisce i najdublje osjecaje u ovom prljavom, pokvarenom svijetu. Zato ja zivim u svom svijetu. Jer neke stvari su vrijedne. I am keeping what's good. Ne, ne cuvam tebe, tebe nemam. Al imam ono u sebi, a to je daleko iznad kategorije "good". Jebiga. Tesko je i boli. Ali ne mogu prestati. Znas. To ne bira pamet nego srce.

Poetry of a Mathematician
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Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all


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