Where my memories live
My memories live.
Are you still dreaming of
what never was gonna happen?
Short letter from the past
That I did not want to receive
Has worked like a gun,
like the hope-destroying weapon.
I came to the city where -
It's hard to believe -
I used to be happy,
I used to be smiling
I came to the city where
My memories live,
I came to the place where
You called me "Darling!
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With best wishes,
Curtis
Кертис Эйлес 26.12.2006 20:17 Заявить о нарушении
This is only about my physical location… In spiritual sense – I left the city of my memories forever! I live now and here… and I am happy! Just with no reason actually, I still did not find love…but I am happy… maybe because I found my old friends again.
Мирра Л -Английский 26.12.2006 22:20 Заявить о нарушении