You speak with me.
But I don`t feel you.
I walk alone and disagree
With my sorrow,that`s coming true.
Oh,soltitude, with my insanity.
All fears came through my skin.
I won`t ignore reality,
Don`t care, you haven`t sin.
My sorrow - is a stranger world.
It lives in me too long.
Just hope,I`ll see you beyond.
And faith,that will more strong.
Sorrow
© Copyright: Марина Кучерук, 2012
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