I am writing, that must keep me still alive
For days to come before I disappear
Before I quit the never ending strife
Before you find that I am no longer here
I doubt you will grieve that much the loss
And bend you knees and shed a tear of sorrow
And say a prayer staring at the cross
With overwelhming emptiness tomorrow
Yet, come the day, you come across the reams
Of scribbling left behind after my going
The lines of love and patience and of dreams,
Of what you were for me without knowing...
I am writing, that must keep me still alive
© Copyright: Татьяна Гермиона, 2008
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