My friend! My dear!
I want to have you here!
But every time I have the one
I overthrown into a down.
You know I‘ll better draw a thing
Or sing a song or what you think
I’ll better lay down on the knees
To say a prayer to release
The body from the crying Soul
I’m in a sin and like a storm
I want to breath
but not alone.
I understand that you are mine
But we regret we have the sign
That we shall go to find the way
To overcome the nasty day!
My Letter
© Copyright: Ольга Скопцова, 2007
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