And one more May, singing of birds,
A riot of life.
And another may -
He's like a cry into the void.
I try to forget
Every day is your name.
I'm trying to spill,
White light - in the dark.
You erased yourself long ago
Our memory and nights.
Why is it in me
Is the rage of pain burning?
This is stupid, pointless,
Rhymes and lines.
It's may dawn
This heart hurts.
Do not break each other,
Brutally, mindlessly.
After all, it is possible only once
Among the spring plains,
You look in your eyes
You will love madly.
But you will understand it later -
Left alone.
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2 comments
  • May 29, 2018 18:11

    Thank you, touched personal ... eh!

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  • May 31, 2018 14:25

    Yes. I understand it happens. I often recall the lines from the Cruel Romance: “But the grass will sprout again
    Through all obstacles and adversity
    Love is a spring country
    Spring country!
    After all, only it is happiness
    Happiness happens! ”

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