I live in pretence, vanity fair,
There is always something to compare,
I try to run from this nightmare,
I need you so much to take care,
To lead the way, and make me funny,
And call me your loveliest bunny,
I can’t hold the time, it’s so runny,
If you leave me, the day won’t be sunny,
And now the one my friend is solitude,
I suffer from its scornful attitude,
But I will keep my greatest gratitude,
If you give me the part of fortitude.
Solitude
© Copyright: Мария Филатова 2, 2009
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