Finally, the days will come
And we will stay alone
Joining in the memory of all the meetings
All the hugging, kissing...
And the cold emptiness will give a hugs
Remind us of the happiness in our past
And memory becomes the curse
For which we are craving....
What in the past for us are waiting?
Why our dreams about past,
With harrow, chills and fear,
But, urgently, we want all that is been in there
Returning everything, that crazy was for us
In our forgotten past.....LA
Finally
© Copyright: Любовь Адамс, 2009
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