Live, mistakes and head.
Love, connects and heart.
We just like to fight
In the dark and night.
Why we want to cry?
Why we had to lie?
Wanna give some storm?
Baby, I was born!
Will you test my will?
Wanna love me still?
Wanna take mistake?
Wanna give some brake?
Wanna lie sometimes?
Wanna give me lies?
I just want to shout:
"Stop this sound!"
...
Stop touch my hand,
I want this end,
We must to go,
And I think so.
I like sing rock,
I like do nock.
I wanna please you to stop.
...
Fights, makes up and dreams.
Words, your kiss and screams.
Hate, mistakes and love.
I think, it's enought.
Wanna to hazart?..
You live as lisard-
Dodgy, small and black.
You my nightmare, feck!
Wanna scream and shout?
Wanna be aloud?...
Wanna go to hell?!
Wanna please me spell?
Stop to break my soul!
I don't want to fall.
I think it is top.
Stop shout baby, stop!
Stop
© Copyright: Тамара Блэк, 2015
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