Oh how I wish the next time I'd wake up
Everything will be okay.
No citylights, only froasted old shrubs.
And mountain's view in ash grey.
We'll be together, so chansy and blest!
What else can i wondering for?
You're gusty, as wind, which take us to the west
And I'm desolate, as a shore.
In my stealthy dreams we are going to Space,
exploding between scorching stars.
In that final second, which glows on displays
the stardust will heal my old scars
My pointless life is in your icy hands;
my poems are ravings of mad.
It's hard to be person which always pretends,
which can't even get out of bed.
It's almost irrelevant where we are
let even immersed to the bottom
I really love you, despite you're so far.
we'll shatter this damn endless autumn
eternal autumn
© Copyright: Каарина Емельянен, 2014
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Очень. Нравится.
Despite the broken rhythm in some places.
Если хотите, могу поближе посмотреть, где коряво на мой взгляд.
Но повторюсь - мне очень понравилось, такое, от души.
Юлия Азорова 09.03.2015 11:19 • Заявить о нарушении
Despite the broken rhythm in some places.
Если хотите, могу поближе посмотреть, где коряво на мой взгляд.
Но повторюсь - мне очень понравилось, такое, от души.
Юлия Азорова 09.03.2015 11:19 • Заявить о нарушении