Very unpredictable
The pain inside my heart
Now I feel as if I lost you,
My dear, second half.
Prejudices were justified
But could it be another way?
Now I’m crucified
And in the darkness I still pray.
I did my best, I tried so hard,
But nothing helped,
The only thing I keep with me –
- My slowly dieing broken heart.
I keep my broken heart
© Copyright: Забелло Ирина Владимировна, 2006
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