Don't be the last
To lean for my hand
Time's passing fast
Like grains of old sand
Inside our world
Made of stupid mistakes
We are too bold
To play at high stakes
There's nothing better
Than breaking the rules
Law doesn't matter
It was written for fouls
We are the masters
Of tricks and hard jokes
Non-printed chapters
Of guide to all locks
Our fallen hearts
Crave for piece of a truth
But darkness starts
Overwhelming our moods
While glimpse of light
Draws a place for hope
We climb the height
Beyond humble scope
We conquer love
Just to leave behind
In search of half
We lose, then find
Before stardust
Try learn to feel again
Don't be the last
To lean for my hand
The Last
© Copyright: Максим Савельев, 2008
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Super!Especially I liked this quatrian:
We conquer love
Just to leave behind
In search of half
We lose, then find.
with best wishes,Di!
Диана Давоян 29.05.2008 00:52 • Заявить о нарушении
We conquer love
Just to leave behind
In search of half
We lose, then find.
with best wishes,Di!
Диана Давоян 29.05.2008 00:52 • Заявить о нарушении
Many, many thanks! Feel elevated when someone shares my thoughts.
It's so exciting!
MaxSa
Максим Савельев 30.05.2008 21:20 Заявить о нарушении
It's so exciting!
MaxSa
Максим Савельев 30.05.2008 21:20 Заявить о нарушении