That’s all, you’ve finished up your game,
There is no one place around you empty…
You’ve got two flowers brought to grave,
From time she’s gone, you can’t feel safety…
Your simple life is full of lonely dreams,
They were stolen once from lasted mind…
That time and dreams were just like gifts,
All you’ve done, you know that’s crime…
Like longest kill that you have done,
It was so hard and took much time…
Your fairytale, your love has gone,
You’ve done such famous crime…
That was your hope of brightest day,
You've had a lot of broken missions…
Now you cry…stand 'round the grave,
And counting down your big ambitions…
16.09.2013
Ambitions
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