For someone

Опубликовано 26.10.2008 arman77b
Настроение: Alone. Музыка: A table for one.
Метки: confused

I am dried up as the leaves in autumn Ready to fall and to become trash Where are dews my thirst to sustain The clouds of rain driven by wind fast All my friends are gone no one remembers My days dreary and lonely they won't bother Pick up what remains I console myself yet Will mem'ry bring peace no only pain I met I try to recover what's been lost and gone but it's like Chasing the wind throwing stone nowhere it lands hitting aimlessly n foolishly I go back where I started. . . aiming hopelessly

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spbeka на 27.10.2008 сказал:
Your new post - it and is there a poem to Your friend?
Armando на 27.10.2008 сказал:
Katyusha, Your expressions are even deeper than my simple prose. It's just some foolish lines for a long time lost friend - high school chum. If I will write a poem for my latest best friend I will ask first her permission before I do.
spbeka на 27.10.2008 сказал:
You friends did not begin to understand. you were enclosed from all in consciousness, And left off about the future to dream, And can, there was not already a desire. you are life allowed it on a drift, And amain work and breathe. And never could think even, That output, all the same, will find some time. you understood – in this world not alone. Life is not finished is wonderful! Aim to attain future tops. And trust – exist not vainly! ... Armando, bully for you! And whose is it a poem?

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