Why all the useless words without care?
They cannot help, they harm and make me guilty.
One can't excuse their harsh and bitter strength:
No peace in them - just poison'd love and sorrow.
My words are poor shadows of my love,
It's blind, has no release and no recover.
Please, let me follow you in any path,
My freedom has no value any longer.
I'm burnt with sweet desire; this is pain.
I make him suffer - what a useless trial.
By talking rubbish, only add to flame,
I love, I love - and once again denial.
My life is neither easy, nor is plain,
It suffers joyful sickness of desire.
Why all the useless words without care?
© Copyright: Валерия Ливина, 2007
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