when I shut my eyes I feel better -
I see more
but nothing superfluous.
__
It is snowing,
too slowly
too slowly
too slowly.
The window's face
is like a black-white photo.
i achieved all aims
what i ever fought for.
but this long-long trace
can't be simply stopped
i just want to run
as I always wanted
Run, run, run...
but I feel I'm falling
like this snow, i'm falling
down, down, down
too slowly
too slowly
too slowly.
Coming out
© Copyright: Легенда Осень, 2008
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