Where do you go?
A yellow straw in the hair messed
Who touched so badly your naked soul
That tears pour from the eyes blessed?
Brave and insecure, don’t loose your faith
Alas, the life’s not all sweet watermelons
But hot red chilly peppers at its best;
And we all get those little sparkling halos
For all the good is never less than bad.
Don’t let your flavour vanish away -
The end is always better than a start
Knows every actor in this cruel play.
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Диана Айвазян 12.08.2006 14:32 Заявить о нарушении