Standing in silence near the door,
Withdrow your hand from the knob,
I hate famous "either-or",
So I hate my today's node.
I loathe when i am at a loss,
'Cause it often costs me too high a price.
"Could you hug me?" that leads to a toss
Under wolfish grins of the sky's.
You know, for me
There are no places to hide
So just say “never mind”
Nevermind
© Copyright: Леба Вафельникова, 2007
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