Why must we live and love,
If we can only die
And all will be okay.
Why no one asked to stay?
Why people don’t believe
That I don’t want be rude?
I asked you «Please, forgive! »,
But you want only blood…
Sometimes you say «Take care»,
But with indifference...
This life is not too fair.
This life without sense.
You think all people lie,
And one day heart will tear.
What can I do? Just cry…
One day I’ll disappear.
You’ll never see my tears,
My pain will go with me…
You’ll live without fears…
Just you… And any «we»…
Pain
© Copyright: Алёна Карабут, 2012
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