It’s not a shame
But then disgrace
I’m just a name
Of empty space
I blame myself
For groundless hope
I’m on the shelf
With blues and mope.
How could I think
That we were one!
Did I foresee
You’ll hide and run?
You treated well
And seemed so fine
But didn’t tell
You would be mine
It s not a shame...
© Copyright: Ольга Малиёва, 2006
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