When try love ends,
On you depends
It’s your choice how
To live without
With out my love,
My care, my noise
With out the power of the choice
With out your hopes
With out your dreams
With out those precious memories
Who changed your mind?
Not why? But who?
Who was that thing that liar
Who rued our love and why?
Do he need that to disturb you?
Or he or she just loved you too?
That is no fear to rue our love
But if you need I won’t disturb…
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© Copyright: Анна Журавкова, 2009
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