Close your eyes. Breathe out slowly
When the sky is light and frost.
You are guilty, you are lonely -
That's the value of the lost.
Show the radiance you shading!
Or I'll just be bored to death.
I can't live forever waiting
For the last convulsive breath.
Sun is rising. Sun is burning.
Rays are coming from the east.
Do you really think you're earning
Love that never will exist?
If it wasn't accidental
Do you know how much it cost?
Pain is sharper. Pain is mental -
That's the value of the lost.
Lost
© Copyright: Лера Умерлавчетверг, 2009
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