Среда, 21 Декабря 2011 г. 05:31
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You talk to me , you take a step,
My hitched up breath I can't prevent.
You cut my soul, you scar my heart -
We weren't together from the start.
I shed my tears through pain and scream,
My life is turned in to bad dream.
You are my angel and my curse,
My drug of choice; my universe.
I stood alone in wind and rain,
My hollow soul was on display.
You stood my me up with game of love -
Unusefull doll to be discard.
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