A letter. 24. 07. 2008
I need you so, that's why I bleed.
The price of love is always pain -
The priceless feeling which I gain.
We'll never reach the World Of Joy
By sitting back abused, annoyed...
I fell in love, I've got my wings,
Noone explains these magic things.
P.S. Your gesture's taken...understood.
I'll always live in a neighbourhood.
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