She stole your heart long time ago
and never gave it back
She needed playing, even though
It could turn out to crack
She swore she wouldn't start the game
she needs to be admired
But every game is not the same,
She can't refuse to play.
It's never late to set the fire
as any dream's distorted...
Oh ain't she tired of such a life?
Well she's already started...
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Рубрика: Вірші, що не увійшли до рубрики
дата надходження 31.05.2009
автор: killer`s_fiance