It's dead end. You seek for breath
There's nothing but the sea beneath
A cruel thief is all your grief
That leads you to the death.
It was a silent room where doom
Was growing in a lilac bloom
And petals on my tomb
Spread flavor in a gloom.
Old harbor once upon a time
Was dear to the heart of mine
And now it's dime. I see the strand
The time has stopped. It's my dead end
2010
© Copyright: Запах Сарсапарели, 2017
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