A ding-dong silence is only thing left after
so play now louder the jolly guitar riffs
on broken strings
to turn a stifling grief into a laughter,
sham desperate laughter
I drink my bourbon till the faces blurry
cuz memory of us still blues
the glasses filled with booze
we`re gonna kill ouselves so early
so fuckin early
Well, shut the doors now, keys thrown out,
burnt all your fave T-shirts I some time wore
but will I really win the war
while you are still the one I`m drunk about
too much drunk about
But now it breaks my heart to see the way we`re living
so please go on and play the jolly guitar riffs
on broken strings
make `em all dancing in the bar I`m slowly leaving
still nowhere leaving...
I fell in love with a singer
© Copyright: Ася Брит, 2014
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Hello, Asya ...!
Read with interest your poems as prose ...
And all the pain of despair met your heroes, tragic passing in irreparable loss ...
But I also liked the insight of your character left Carter that: - "... ask God but what is not necessary, it just needs to thank ..."
But smoking - certainly more difficult ...
Sincerely Yours faithfully, Nestor ...
Нестор Осенев 07.10.2014 19:48 • Заявить о нарушении
Read with interest your poems as prose ...
And all the pain of despair met your heroes, tragic passing in irreparable loss ...
But I also liked the insight of your character left Carter that: - "... ask God but what is not necessary, it just needs to thank ..."
But smoking - certainly more difficult ...
Sincerely Yours faithfully, Nestor ...
Нестор Осенев 07.10.2014 19:48 • Заявить о нарушении