Searching through the time, my own star,
Trying to put up with snow and gloomy,
In attempt to hide my fears so far,
I've lost the sort of life, that suits me.
In the "library" of diffrent thoughts,
Trying to explain all kinds of meaning,
In atempt to find new ways and roads,
I forgot myself and sense of being!
Without dreams and growing tense,
In spite of things the life is going,
I can't acheave the highest sense,
Against my wish...the snow is falling!
snowing
© Copyright: Арина Александровна Луцкая, 2013
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