Another Reason
Cause need a spark
To stare dappled horizon,
To try again capricious luck.
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To go out and walk through
Hazardous sands of weedy time,
To paint life with love anew,
With burning sun again shine.
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With melting fears into drops
Of endurable beckoning soul,
That will catch all grinding odds
And of course,will find home.
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And back to my shoulders
I can hear the same "why",
They whisper they can't any longer
Hear others silent hidden cry.
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Strong phrases. Great poetry. Good job.
Respect,
Анастасия Чижова 19.10.2011 21:12 Заявить о нарушении
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Best Regards,
Андрей Фишт 19.10.2011 23:33 Заявить о нарушении