I know I’m late,
It’s not your fault,
You made me so dismayed,
You’re my fate,
My purest gold,
But what can I create?
I should’ve seen,
I should’ve known
That I’m in your dreams,
I should’ve said,
I should’ve shown,
That you’re my ice cream.
My views go down,
The cursed crown -
Is what you got from me.
I made you cry,
I told you lies,
You felt the misery.
I’m here, you’re right,
You have my heart,
Break, it’ll be clever.
But that’s my fight,
I want your part
To make it mine forever.
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© Copyright: Сергейка Харитонов, 2020
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