So, this is how I’ve lost myself –
In drying colors out of mine
Own heart. And there is
(badly)
Nothing else
To live with color of young vine.
My passion burns. I wanna try,
And somehow find another way –
To be myself, instead of crime,
To find myself in rainbow vale.
My call is missed. With eyes
of gray
The dark blue heaven falling down,
With snow and wind takes me away,
(Quite), leaving footsteps on the ground.
Take care, yourself. And leave the doors
All open, waiting for the dawn.
I won’t believe that sunshine’s lost,
Street lamp will still be free to find.
Street Lamp
© Copyright: Эри Райнелл, 2008
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