Blame

I need you in my life,
I need to hold your hand,
To cry, while my heart dies,
While it comes to the end.

You don't need all my words,
You don't need high-flow speech,
To feel, while these accords
Just follow you to preach.

So I bet on my fate,
That really wants to laugh
Before this world will fade,
Before we'll become rough.

Embrace me deeply, dear;
It's final – can't hear voice.
You don't want me to tear,
I'm to blame for this choice...


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Спасибо, с удовольствием прочитала ваши работы.

Надежда Николаевна Колесникова   13.09.2016 17:50     Заявить о нарушении
И Вам спасибо, приятно слышать.

Касуми Воскресная   13.09.2016 20:22   Заявить о нарушении