"I don't love you anymore!"
I have heard that speech before...
Are you waiting, but what for?
You don't like me anymore...
Every breath in moonless night,
That's against you - my fight!
Then you coming from the side,
With insomnia inside...
And it's asking me for more,
Like I'm a small, but endless store.
You have reached the highest floor!
...nothing upper I have, girl.
Times: we wanted to be high,
But the dream of youth is slight.
I have lost that tender fight!
And I'm howling in the night.
Shiny moon - you look alike...
Moonshine
© Copyright: Ануар Орынтай, 2019
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