Twenty four hours only
But it feels like it has been years
The planet is turning slowly
Last night felt so cold and lonely
My pillow was soaked in tears.
I am only a day older
Seems like nothing on global scale
But I feel my blood running colder
As I move a blade down my shoulder
At the pace of a drunken snail.
Getting used to will take a while
Life has lost its appeal and meaning
All I want is to see your smile
I would walk, I would crawl for miles
From the end to the new beginning.
I will not give you up Baby
I will love you through time and distance
I believe you were meant to save me
Hold my heart in your hands and may be
Give it back to me for an instance.
24 hours
© Copyright: Анатолий Макаров, 2008
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'At the pace of a drunken snail' - I love it!
P.S. SeEms like there's a misprint in the 7th line;)
Юлия Эбервейн 17.11.2008 17:44 • Заявить о нарушении
P.S. SeEms like there's a misprint in the 7th line;)
Юлия Эбервейн 17.11.2008 17:44 • Заявить о нарушении
Fixed. Drunken snail thanks you.;))
Sincerely...
Анатолий Макаров 18.11.2008 02:28 Заявить о нарушении
Sincerely...
Анатолий Макаров 18.11.2008 02:28 Заявить о нарушении