Coward-heart
Wanted to want at least a little thing.
Who'd know that this is what I come to -
The one, whose inner voice orders a drink
With hope this drink will cheer me up,
And I will seem alive, like I should be.
Though with loud rhythm of the coward-heart.
It's always here, just is a part of me.
Maybe these thoughts of mine are nothing but absurd.
I will get used to live with my sad part.
With fear that with this sadness I'll grow old,
With fast loud rhythm of my coward-heart.
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у Вас тут маленькая ошибочка есть, но предположу, что она умышленная :)
Анна Емельяненко 11.05.2014 04:34 Заявить о нарушении
А про ошибочки наоборот всегда рада услышать)
Анастасия Черр 11.05.2014 13:52 Заявить о нарушении