Your shielded stare
Brings pieces of the stolen ice.
The darkness gave it, to declare
Your love is gone with cries.
I had been killing you
Then tried to kill myself.
Luckily your life’s to be continued –
Mine would be better given to the hell.
The Lord and devil denied it
They didn’t need either my death or life.
Maybe you would take the little seed
In your warm hands it would survive.
25,10,07
Your shielded stare...
© Copyright: Елена Сащенко, 2008
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It is not, for sure...
It would be better not to feel at all but... on the other hand that's a gift to be able to feel everything so sharp.
Елена Сащенко 01.04.2008 12:24 Заявить о нарушении
It would be better not to feel at all but... on the other hand that's a gift to be able to feel everything so sharp.
Елена Сащенко 01.04.2008 12:24 Заявить о нарушении