Maybe i will find us in my dreams
Reality that thinks itself and puts so far each other
I called it 'self control' that indeed seems
To be the fear of the answer 'NO'
Maybe i will find it was in vain:
The smile of yours that possibly inspired
To move on. But the midnight train
Takes me away to somewhere i feel lost.
Maybe time does mend and reenact
The things that meant to necessarily happen
If so, then i live with the fact
The next turn you'll be standing there
...But for whom would be you waiting then?
the question
© Copyright: Евжени Бу, 2013
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