I want to embrace you
From people, that chace you -
I still think, that you are the best.
Your talent is magic,
Your death will be tragic
And now I`m not settle for less.
Please, be here, my angel -
My wings are so fragule,
My track in the mist I won`t know.
Please, be now my sorrow
For better tomorrow
And something, that let yourself grow.
The one reason only
I go very slowly
Is the inspiration of time.
There`s no exact borders -
You sing, what it wonders,
Sometimes it is making so fine.
You are my religion,
Your voice like still virgin.
I never control the wrong way.
But something is coming,
Connection is growing.
I still have the role in this play.
I want to
© Copyright: Агна Чижова, 2015
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