Feelin` danger
Knockin` on my door
Fallen Angel
Lyin` on the floor
If I`m lucky
I`ll make him walk away
If he`s rocky
I`ll make him wanna stay
He said to me
Weather`s good today
But I was gloomy
I didn`t feel like lay
He said sell me
Pretty godlike gift
I said spell me
But I just have a nift
We decided
To interrupt our talk
& to hide it
From unneeded folk
So, he went up
Ceiling of my room
Being the renter
Of a soul in bloom
(That`s a nightmare of some psycho oldman...)
Fallen Angel
© Copyright: Лис Гахаев Бадма, 2011
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