I miss you like the sun misses the flower
I want this
an ending to become a poem
to set my thoughts above this all
to start of thinking this is over
and to become a little star
a glance at heap of one another
I
to become
so much afar
A glance of heap at one another
That passing by up to his throne
Too farther going through withdrawals
His soul can’t take it anymore
I
to become
a lonely fought
a merely brother
sinned all through
my body makes it up to father
his voices hear me going to
behold
Too
© Copyright: Валерий Грек, 2020
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