I write this poem for someone,
Who haven`t thought about truth.
But when the tears are falling down
I think: "My life, my game is loose".
I`ve never saw the rainbow`s shine
And haven`t heared a song,
That I will,maybe,write for you
And sing it all along.
I`ve never think, that can return
The sence, that was destroyed.
My heart can live,my heart can burn
And you...you can be loved.
For you
© Copyright: Яна Гарн, 2008
Свидетельство о публикации №108061601048
Свидетельство о публикации №108061601048
Рецензии