Stolen by a fall,
Wasting useless wards
You will never call.
This is how it goes.
Baby, I m so sick,
Everything is winter.
Not a single wink.
Take the night and fling it
--
And I,
I'm nothing
but a cover of your dreams,
live just in your breathing,
trying to treat all the seams.
But watching the heart stopps beating.
It's crushing.
---
And it s getting darker
Every second that you left to me.
Being killed by invisible archer.
Just remembering taste of ur lips
Someday striking the simpliest chord,
In the dark shadow of "our" tree
You'll have sung this fond song to Lord,
And maybe remember of me...
---
But I,
I'm nothing
but a cover of your dreams,
live just in your breathing,
trying to treat all the seams.
But watching the heart stopps beating.
It's crushing.
***
© Copyright: Алина Гапеенкова, 2012
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