Tramping the streets under moon light
I'm thinking about my past.
I'm trying to find something inside
That should be forgotten at last.
But if it's too private, too close?
'I can't!' are my words and that's all..
It's not like to leave cast-off clothes
Or just like to let tears fall.
Again and again I remember
The time spent with her, the best time.
That rainfall in our September,
The fairy tale we didn't mime.
Rebelling against my belief
I can't leave this world, I just can't.
Am I still a child or I'm an adult -
I won't change my words and recant!
13.02.11
I can t
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