I come back home at night.
There is no any light.
I lock an entrance door
And step to marble floor.
I lay down in the bed.
Put pillow under head.
I want to be alone
With tears which I prolong.
And everyone cah hear
My silent weeping here
Because you broke my dream.
Because you made me scream.
When I will be asleep
My thoughts will be in trip.
And I can see the worlds
In which there are no words.
Broken dream
© Copyright: Настасья Смирнова, 2006
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