Our promises
Our memories
Our souls will be alone
Sometimes our promises fly away.
We can not stop it.
And we do not remember them.
We're losing them.
And they cry.
(Tears of the soul
Tears of promises)
Our mistakes become our life.
We begin to feel the endless of emptiness,
Because we become liteminded and immoral.
We should think about it.
Maybe then we will be better
And our promises come back at home.
They will return
And everything will be OK
Do not Fly Away
© Copyright: Мэри Улыбнулась Тебе, 2012
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