Please
Speak with me
In My last glee.
Disturb my mind
And show the light
Of freedom cry.
I was seen
Not a dream.
I dropped
In My war,
In My head
to death.
Gone
My last song.
Life is not long.
But I'm alive.
I try to survive.
I'll never say goodbye.
I was seen
Just a dream.
I dropped
In My war,
In My head
to death.
П.С.
Не впевнений, що тут все по правилах написано. Буду радий за коригування.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=709999
Рубрика: Лирика любви
дата надходження 03.01.2017
автор: Самотня Людина