I can’t pretend on you,
But I want.
You’re a freeborn child,
Sorry, I forgot.
You’re my closest friend,
You’re my enemy.
You’ve brought me so much pain,
So, let it clear.
I’ve been very frightened
Since I understood
We can’t be together,
Though it seemed we could,
Nobody lives forever.
I’m starting to lose control,
Something got out of my memory,
I’ve never have it though.
You meet so many people,
And so I do,
We thought there is no problem,
But it can’t be good.
We started to become
Very different creatures,
I lose my mind when I try
To understand your features.
What should we do together?
What should we do tonight?
I will take on your leather,
We’ll start a mortal fight.
We must to dot the i’s
And cross the t’s,
And if nobody dies
We are to repeat.
Let it clear
© Copyright: Воронин Павел, 2014
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