Dark valley of roses
With blood on the leaves...
Fantasies like novels
And dreams, only dreams
It's end of October
There're feathers and leaves
But feathers? that's a power.
Now I think, that there angel lives.
Fallen angel! why are you here?
Gloomy stranger! Why here, with me?
Are you enemy or my security guard?
Fallen angel! why you are here?
Stupid stranger! Don't stay so near!
I know you'll die on Earth, so better go upward!
Fallen angel
© Copyright: Елена Прохватилова, 2014
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