Stop kidding youself...
your soul`s denied
and throwed to hell,
which were yours and mine.
Stop failing your dreams,
as falling a snow.
You don`t care to me,
to things that are grow
in my only heart,
in all only days
becoming to nights
and pressing by weight.
Tresspassing the life,
constraining events -
don`t hurry to die,
my lonely friend...
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=346883
Рубрика: Лірика
дата надходження 28.06.2012
автор: Fransis