Like bells - ring silence in my head,
And I don't hear voices, don't hear songs,
And I don't know, I'm alive or dead,
Don't feeling now, as falls on me a drops.
For drops of rain it doesn't matter it's -
My feel, my life or wonderful my death,
What - shit for me and what is fits,
They show only, like inside me - mess.
Not find answer on my knocks inside,
Which awakens my lightful dreams,
Dreams... They to "happy end" the ride,
Happy - like as it's and like the seems.
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Picture from my friend for my rhymes.))
Drops of rain
© Copyright: Рамон Райнер, 2014
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