I saw a friend made a pitfall,
It was disgusting all in all.
I see my mind, my heart were broken
The words of love then can’t be spoken,
After piqu;* to the ground
The price of friendship wasn’t found,
I can develop, I can fly
And I can say to friend : “Goodbye”
October 2009
*piqu; (фр.)-пикирование
Pitfall
© Copyright: Хэльга Яровая, 2009
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