аффтор нечаянно глотнул лишнего, сидел на кухне и бредил/

so nothing to remember
those scars never caused pain
no summer, dull november
came to replace spring rain

it came to never let frost
burn skin instead of heat
no june means no december
no trust means no deceit

come to forsaken crossroad
in early morning light
let glimpse of missed chances
make gray light out of night

the leaves are tired of falling
they die right on the trees
that slow uncertain dawning
is easiest to miss

oh, too dim is your bright light
after those first sharp rays
they pierced my eyes for seconds
they blinded me for days

*раньше аффтор мог лучше.
**в смысле писать, а не смотреть чего глотает :D

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