crying heart,
without a breath,
passion thoughts,
i went to bed,
but i can`t sleep,
my screaming soul,
torturs me,
can`t go much long...
i tried to fight,
but there`s no point,
i fell in love
as you can see,
the time has come
and so i know,
i`m just a puppet
wihout no soul...
the little angel,
who i know,
is very beautiful
at all...
her lips and cheeks,
her breasts and hips,
her legs and shoulders,
eyes and smiling pretty face...
i want to be with you,
my little pumpkin,
but i`m afraid,
that i`m not like you,
i`m just a puppet
in your hands...
crying heart
© Copyright: Алекс Семенов, 2011
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