Every time I see a smile
Life seems to me to be worthwhile.
And though my heart is full of pain
I try to live my life the same.
I try to hide my growing fears,
I wipe my cheeks from lonely tears.
Day after day, I keep pretending
That I'm happy and content.
Torture seems to be never ending
And I wish for it to end.
Pretending
© Copyright: Насти, 2005
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when the Sun tickles your face,
wiping sleep out of closed eyes,
share warm smile with it,embrace
approaching day and clear blue skies.
let the mirror show your soul
clean as tears of morning dew,
throw away all that is foul
love your life,it loves you too.
Боб Бобский 08.06.2005 02:07 • Заявить о нарушении
wiping sleep out of closed eyes,
share warm smile with it,embrace
approaching day and clear blue skies.
let the mirror show your soul
clean as tears of morning dew,
throw away all that is foul
love your life,it loves you too.
Боб Бобский 08.06.2005 02:07 • Заявить о нарушении