Several times I was thinking about it
But everytime I cannot understand
Why when I really assured in my choosing
I recognize that I coming too late?
It's everytime, everywhere and don't ending,
It is the only exodus at all.
That's interfered, but what can I do? - Nothing...
So my only way to be shunning and close.
I accustomed to it, it was easy, but one time
It seemed that this horror thing dissapeared
And so I was happy and hoping, that it would
Never and never appearing again.
So I had mistaken; it returning too soon
And my bright hope was destroyed too rude.
I am not think that I'll dreaming again.
I've lost the belief in the luck. Only pain. (by Rogira, 01.04.2014)
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© Copyright: Ирина Рог, 2014
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