Until the candle is flaming,
Until the players are gaming,
Unless the truth turns to lies,pretending,
Unless the one who falled down,is standing...
In the flashlights of the slideshow of the past,
The day to start must be the last,
Confused, in all illusions I still try to trust,
Wasting the time, which’s running fast.
02/2006
The last fast trust
© Copyright: Анна Стессель, 2010
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