The phone stopped ringing.
The phone stopped ringing about
Two months ago.
Wrapped up in memories so blank, and so warm,
Memories that someone else used to wear,
Here I sit and stare at the world being born again.
With my books, cold tea and TV without sound,
Who could come off better,
Who would
That's what love has the eraser for
Don't point your erasing pencil at me
I disappear like a cloud losing ground
Like a movie with no sound,
It's in B and Y, man,
But I'm real
In this protagony fight of the deaf and dumb,
I'm the one left behind
There's a picture on my screen
A picture of a screen
What's this for
What's this
What
15 октября 2012 г.
What
© Copyright: Андрей Тюков, 2012
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