~~*~~
Oh, stubbornness of yours,
I've seen for years!
Makes you to suffer
After all again,
But YOU continue playing
Painful "chess",
Like you have time
To lose, and to regain...
It's autumn, and tomorrow
Comes the winter
With snow and ice,
That freezing to the bones -
You hardly breathe and feel,
You're not a sprinter
To run for prize -
It's time to gather stones...
*ЯR*
13.о9.2о15
Life, Love and Choices.. Eng
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