Send me an Angel
You are my Angel number one
From other side, from dusk till dawn.
You came to me as mild sun
And cleaned my soul from other spam.
So Wild World Web
And we so small...
So crazy net
In brains makes hole.
I wish to touch you,
wish to breath...
It's rather cruel -
Have to miss.
I want to love,
I want to need,
Can only fly -
FreeMan - indeed.
But I continue pressing the buttons...
I realize - I'm not the lone,
I write this verse for you tonight.
Why not in Russian they don't know
I fill the paper with my fight...
This nasty image of my life,
This nasty pain and nasty aim...
And nothing really makes me laugh,
And I disdain this empty pain.
Dedicated for my first Angel...
P.S. Notice:
I've written this cool verse from the Russian point of view.
So the word "spam" you are to read as [spa:m], because we got accustomed to speak so!
FreeMan 23.05.2003
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Классный стиш, особенно понравилась мысль "cleaned my soul from other spam" - именно это и происходит, когда ангелы начинают работу. Рада за тебя. А мне сегодня дежурный "ангел" сказал: "Светик, я принимаю тебя такой, какая ты есть!" Не забывай!
:)))
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