Still nothing is changing in that circle,
Still coldness is taking all in charms
and being tired of boring talking
still angels are dying on my arms...
mistaken once again in maddness
I`m no more thinking of regrets
writing on the wall one sentence:
-Forgive me trying to forget.
And staring through the glass so blindly
I grow my hope to loose it all,
So far away you still can find me
dancing mad in snowfall...
some frosten moves won`t make feel better,
all words you`ve said did alll their best
for frozen bird...and nothing`s matter
for little bird without its nest.
Snowfall will cover heart from feelings.
And turning all the time around
I saw you dissappeared in evening,
along I`m lying on the ground...
Time cannot stop,a watch is broken
I hope you never know its price-
still nothing`s changing in that circle,
still angels`re dying on your arms...2007г.
still angels are dying on your arms
© Copyright: Оля Онищенко, 2020
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