I have found myself in deserts.
I have found myself, while I was crying.
I’ve been calling for my angel.
I was screaming, I was dying.
You were still the same for me,
Don’t be, don’t be…
Don’t be sorry for me…
There’s no way to make it through.
I have lost my dreams.
You’re goanna have to let it be,
Just the way it seams.
You were still the same for me,
Don’t be, don’t be…
Don’t be sorry for me…
àäðåñà: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=134594
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äàòà íàäõîäæåííÿ 20.06.2009
àâòîð: Mariana