He used to be so sweet ,
his voice was honey and milk.
Hours went flying by
when I listened to him.
His eyes were ocean that vast
they were deep like a well.
I lost myself looking at him
my madness was unbelievably high.
My prayers of him were true
they came from the bottom of heart
but now I am sitting alone
don't mind to be lonesome.
He used to be so sweet
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2019
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