One never knows what to choose...
Forgive or just Forget?
If won harsh battle turns its face
And makes you to regret
For blood you spilt…for ache you brought
For desert full of corpse…
All 's been destroyed…All bridges burnt...
What on the Earth is worse?
But what is better?!
Days of spring for those who died in war?!
They lost their lives… but found God…
One never wishes more…
You stay apart…
All bridges burnt…
All cities 've turned to sand…
Be praised and cherished and adored
The King of NO land…
2002
P.S. Sometimes we are fighting for something with the target not clear ...just feeling like fighting...and stay alone after winning this battle...Shall we forget about the things we've gone through or just forgive ourselves and start the new page from the blank sheet after this?
King of No Land...
© Copyright: Оксана Соловьева, 2010
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Sweet! "Be praised and cherished and adored
The King of NO land" line is really hard-hitting. Well done.
Евгений Шпунт 13.04.2010 17:58 • Заявить о нарушении
The King of NO land" line is really hard-hitting. Well done.
Евгений Шпунт 13.04.2010 17:58 • Заявить о нарушении
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