nothing to say but a cruel good-bye.
no one to trust.
nothing to try.
I cannot tell by the look in your eye
what is the lust
what is a pry.
been good us together-
it wasn't to last
we're not birds of feather-
I'm speeding too fast.
exchange of the moment,
tremendous and passionate
you stay, I must go now.
remember of closing the gate.
lit up piece of smoke-
I'm still not around.
first time you awoke-
and room makes no sound.
I'm painful writing
this pages of sadness
but who can be knighting
this kind of surrenders?
get up on your road-
it saves you from thoughts.
remember my sword,-
It could have been worse...
Forgive me.
22-08-2008
nothing to say but a cruel good-bye
© Copyright: Ника Сидоренко, 2012
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