A long day to pass
A longer to stay.
To be or not to be,
What should i say?
Every drop of rain,
Every single tear,
Trails down the window
As if to say we shouldn't be here.
Just whatever we say
Keeps us all locked away
But the sound of music
Is a door to get through
Like autumn rain In July or June
What one would think of as something insane
Maybe a tornado or hail in August of Spain
(July,2008)
Trapped
© Copyright: Тигран Хачатурянц, 2010
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