So many words that I must say
In this uncoloured rainy day,
But it's too late for touching speech:
I've lately seen how life can teach.
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Just frosty day, which's kiss is harsh,
My golden fall has to survive.
I saw her movements was in rush
Not far from Lincoln,35.
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My accent always makes you smile,
When I tell shyly, how I feel,
My love is not a part of style,
You know, it's pure, it's too real.
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Besides the contradictions
You’d better have some joys,
Just run away from fictions,
Regrets and broken toys.
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A lot of similar things
Begin to capture the world,
Prevent from spreading the wings,
Repeat the phrase, which was told.
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Just pillows and blankets in my little room,
They lie in the corner, increasing a gloom,
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Slowly Losing Her
So many words that I must say
In this uncoloured rainy day,
But it's too late for touching speech:
I've lately seen how life can teach.
I'm slowly losing so how
Can world mean something for me now?
She always made the best that could
In spite of lack of perfect mood.
I didn't notice she was right,
I'm not a prince, I'm not a knight,
Just slowly losing her — this pain
Will never want to leave my brain.
I feel she's very tired of mess,
Which always shares my living path,
In one more minute, hour, day:
The final breath... and she's away.
A new grey life has just begun,
I can't believe, what I have done...