Some red blood
Into red wine –
The vein is cut
It is not a crime.
Tart cocktail of empty hopes
I’ll pour out to get my sorrows
What will you do to start your life again?
The open scars
Remain untouched
Your violent glance
Makes me clutched.
Tart cocktail of empty hopes
I’ll pour out to get my sorrows
What will you do to kill the soul’s pain?
The memories scorch
And nothing helps
Love’s fires torch
My path’s full of nets
Tart cocktail of empty hopes
I’ll pour out to get my sorrows
What should I do to save the flame?
22.11.07
Some red blood...
© Copyright: Елена Сащенко, 2008
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