I laid the bricks of love
But the walls weren’t getting tall.
I laid the bricks of love but
Those walls were doomed to fall
I cried because of fear
Which seized me from inside
Until it disappeared
To depths of broken heart …
From passion to aversion
Did anyone expect?
Tiff was a mortal portion
Of poison I once had
But still I miss our forest
Where others have no share
Our trees, our birds and the moments
We used to be a pair.
A Faded Love
© Copyright: Антон Тришин, 2008
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