You touched my soul,
I breathed you in.
I felt the sorrow,
Drank a lot of gin.
I`m drunk and awkward,
I can not feel,
Lost all my senses,
Leaving all that is real.
You know, I`m sorry,
You know,I`m lost,
I have forgotten my real cost.
I feel your worries
And in my dreams
We walk together
But all this only seems.
27.11.13
When you re gone
© Copyright: Елена Анитова, 2015
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