This morning I will say to you,
that our dreams will not come true,
that all you think, want and believed
this sunny morning disappeared
You was afraid, I loved too much,
someone of us has lost this match,
but please, say could we be just friends,
until this horror story ends
Please, say my honey, could you stay,
with me just for this least of day?
If not - be ready to me lie,
because i will just cry and cry
You could lie always, I let you,
say all you want, not bitter true,
lie that you love me, please be kind,
I"ll never listen by my mind
Try to imagine all my feels,
your word-swords which my heart kills,
yet if you"ll have some power - try,
imagine my soul - loved but die
I hope that now you understand
for me this story will not end
So I just entreat lie to me,
I hope I'll never all true see
I just entreat
© Copyright: Рыжая Из Июня, 2012
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