My soul a surface
Of the Mirror Lake
When it is wind,
it’s waving like a snake.
What was your goal?
Well, if it wasn’t fair,
There is a dark around
Weaving anywhere.
In view of some
Intentions of surprise
I have to say,
It’ll covered with ice.
Don’t hurt to me!
And double twice –
Don’t lie!!
I’m disagree.
And surface bolds
In willing to deny!
summer'05
IsaLaguz
© Copyright: Glorion, 2005
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