Your life so short, so strange without love
To make mistakes to think about something
What do you mean – I’m beautiful I’m nice
The meaning of this words is nothing,
The night is shot, the sounds of music are loud,
So many people dancing on the dance floor,
This world twofaced and nothing to be proud,
But every time you want much more,
Without misunderstanding, sex and passion,
With so deep filling - nice, fresh thoughts,
And you are looking for this strange creation,
Till sunset ends, and stars appears on sky,
Till morning let you fell emotions,
The separations like a question – ‘why?’
Like you can feel the deepest motions…..
14.05.2007
Your life so short
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