To love you is so difficult, but maybe
To leave you will be even worse, than kill
I’ll help your dreams of love be close and heavy,
To strike my thoughts away and get them real.
To buy my soul is task for your religion,
Impossible, but so important task,
Come, join me, and we’ll share between our visions
And paint together our happy masks.
Save me
© Copyright: Кузьма Ивов, 2009
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