He is the star for me at night,
He is the road of my life,
He is the thing, for which I fight.
He hurts much stronger then the knife.
He brings me happiness and pain.
He plays with me and it is plain.
And no one else has hurt me more,
He has unlished in me a war.
I want to say to him good-bye,
But when he leaves – I give a cry.
And when he smiles at me, I melt
But cursed the day, when once we met!
HE is for me
© Copyright: Bright, 2003
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you are a girl and all the roads are coming to you ))) the main our power itis our weakness
very nice poem i like it very much
Thansk
Olya
Ольга Брыжатая 13.02.2009 15:34 • Заявить о нарушении
very nice poem i like it very much
Thansk
Olya
Ольга Брыжатая 13.02.2009 15:34 • Заявить о нарушении
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