No photos I kept, just pain;
No poems I gave, just soul
And no one will bring again
Me sadness and tears at all,
No letters he wrote, just notes,
Just one of them full of love,
And now in different boats
Wе'll try to escape… 'Enough' –
I told him, he gave a sigh,-
'No worries. I’ll walk away,
But your love will never die,
I’ll meet you. There’s no way
For you to escape and hide
When stars are shining so bright!”
No photos I kept, just pain
© Copyright: Дина Мухамедзянова, 2010
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