This is the way I fall,
There is something you did.
But you still say that I’d made it all?
And I don’t feel your heat.
My devil, My angel?
You wear my skin.
Soul was through away
But it’s only just meance
I prayed for you?
In fact, I scream for you too
True, but what a hell is this?
If I does not exist.
Good bye, my lover killer,
St’s time to go to hell,
I always be silly,
Anyway, you will be cheerful.
Remorse
© Copyright: Блек Скай, 2010
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