I love to keep quiet about his,
When people go
With a sour face,
Hunched back,
Today you are near me
You, too, are silent
We are beautiful.
Yesterday, you said,
That tomorrow we will
Last day,
To change everything.
We need something to solve
But we were both silent
We are beautiful.
No doubt
And there is no emotion,
As the entrapment of fish on a hook,
Look into my eyes
We are now circumstances
And we can not leave
It's on the verge of betrayal
And before his death silent
And do not inhale ...
And people go
With a sour face
Hunched back,
Fate tortured.
I love to keep quiet about his
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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