When I’m alone, I just turn my look into the sky
And I can see the shining falling down stars sometimes.
I want to run from the possession of the everyday lies.
And I want to have protection when I close my painful eyes.
All my pain will disappear in the cold wind,
I will get into the world, where dreams are so wide.
Where I could not see any way to go behind
Or I will just run away to any place to hide.
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I closed my eyes, tears were falling down
And smashing of my hands, selling the grief around.
From the big distance I was hearing it’s silent sound
I was watching over sense of written lines that I have found.
Last few words are visible on the peace of paper,
I will clean it out not to feel this again later.
I turn my look into the sky to see my Creator
I was living for dying, cause I was only hated.
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Written 20.02.2007
Melancholic s Diary Дневник Меланхолика на английс
© Copyright: Антон Самойленко, 2010
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