I want what I can t reach
But I still try to fly,
And still I feel that itch
That's limiting my sky.
I want a captured soul
To shiver, purely mine,
I strive to change my role,
I try to break my line.
I want to be myself,
But I'm again so far...
I'm putting on the shelf
My little shiny star.
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Алла Белоусова 26.08.2008 20:29 Заявить о нарушении