If someone's life could turn to book,
I wish i could just take a look
to satisfy my interest -
have i been living, like the rest:
Because in mine, in chapter "Love",
there's only title, and below
some pages had been torn in half.
Don't know if i should cry or laugh...
Chorus:
So tell me, writer of the story,
if characters who you create
have ever made you worry?
When tale passed its culmination,
there's nothing left, but pain and hate,
and your forlorn creation...
Don't matter if it's prose or verse -
with every line it's getting worse,
cause our hearts cannot be mend,
so stories reach premature end.
Chorus
Bridge:
I think I may seem
a bit preconceived:
the love is supreme
i haven't achieved
Somebody may think
we are the ones who write,
but tell me - where's the ink,
and what if I was right?..
Chorus
A book
© Copyright: Максим Обрывко, 2013
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