I'm losing people from time to time,
The deepest sadness that never rhymes.
No place to shelter, nowhere to run
The day I'm facing my dying sun.
I'm losing people - I'm counting days.
I could have managed in other ways -
To be more patient, to keep it cool
And teach you lesson of being cruel.
And now it's over - you played your part,
You made it simple - to be apart
Whatever happens, but now we're through.
Those words you told me - were never true
Never true
© Copyright: Лисовая Марина, 2013
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