Жанр: Лирика: Любовная Прочтений: 0 Посещений: 1038 Дата публикации: 7.11.2009
I beg you, don’t touch my lashes.
Don’t you wake my sorrow singing birds.
They can easy turn to ashes.
Don’t disturb my sweetly sleeping words.
I’m so calm right here, in the corner.
Resting peacefully with all my songs.
I’m your gently breathing loner,
This is where I certainly belong:
Feeling guilty, even feeling sorry.
Living with my whispering mistakes.
Smiling painfully each single morning.
Kissing with my home-grown snakes.
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