[Maro], 15 декабря 2013 г., 7:23
With the first drop of rain Grew in my heart a sense of fear After I discovered that all my hopes were in vain On my cheek fell a single tear Was it love? Or just stupidity? I am buried in my deep sorrow I am suffering from loneliness It was my own fault to build castles from the sand It was my own fault to hold his hand The storm is getting stronger The path on my cheeks drawn by tears became deeper and longer His smile flashes back in my mind I hold and squeeze my pillow His sweetness made me blind And now my spirit has gone so low I have to consider this as an experience I don't have to regret I would never ever again cross my lines and borders will again be setAuthor: Me.


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