Before I met you life was streaming like a speeding race,
Because my broken heart was ready not to be involved,
But when I see your photo with smilling poker face,
I was fall down at first by love.
Every time a screaming voice makes my veins so tremble,
I'm still standing on the streets under a rain,
And I know that your kisses for me were gamble,
My body is just dancing waltz with thunder's struck and pain.
First love...
© Copyright: Александр Беляев 9, 2018
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