I have been fool for all this time,
Searched for treasure in the night.
I realized, I can't proceed,
You are the woman that I need.
I used to hurt you many times,
Used to tell you foolish lies,
Please, forgive me if you can
For being a miserable man.
'Cause you deserve like noone more
Clear true love, not known before.
And to the sky I call your name,
You are my love, you are my saint.
I've been blind to see your world,
It was so warm, mine was too cold.
I have been wrong, I won't deny.
Give me last chance, another try.
This is not the end
And my train yet hasn't gone.
Not the end
I've got a lot that must be done.
I had much time to understand
You are my love I've ever meant.
One more chance
© Copyright: Пилипенко Сергей, 2011
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A very nice poem. It is original and true. You are very genuine in expressing your feelings. Many candid thanks for your piece.
Светлана Барашко 11.08.2011 10:42 • Заявить о нарушении
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