WHAT AND WHEN
As someone trying to find you with the light faint. Night.
Natures mockery, so to speak. It lets you rest before life
Kicks in your doors open with a more vivid utensil, the sun.
Day. Despite all happiness earned you crawl back to causes,
Wanting that dimmed beam come sooner, closing your eyes,
Waiting for revelations, guidance? It all comes to yes and no,
At the end. Then, the entire existence looses its meaning.
…let be blessed those, who know what to say and when.
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Цветная 02.06.2005 15:23 Заявить о нарушении
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Fern 02.06.2005 18:35 Заявить о нарушении