I do not remember my verses by heart
They are always forgotten.
There are many flowers. They need a gard.
Be gentle with me in my autumn.
An eagle is flying in sky above,
Its shadow on you is lying.
Before we were just fallen in love,
But now the love is dying.
Ashes and cinders from a gray head
Tears running into the ocean,
Pain and horror - what a love is.
It brings so bad emotion!
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Ольга Суманова 26.11.2016 08:43 Заявить о нарушении