My words are simple, feelings are so clear,
So you could understand, my dear,
My flesh is burning, heart is dying,
All turned to ashes by the fire!
And now my soul became a shadow
Of our past. It does not matter.
I hope, you’ll find the one you looking for,
Because of me you need much more,
Because of me you see the truth,
I love you still but it’s not use…
But it s not use
© Copyright: Никита Сергеевич Шеньков, 2011
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