Comments about Olesya Maksimenko
Noone’s life is a piece of sugar,
Everyone has one’s own cross
Just to carry on one’s own shoulder.
Life is mix of our love and loss.
Noone’s life is a bunch of flowers,
Every life has some mud to stink.
It can beat, it strikes and bothers
But you’re getting used to these things.
Noone’s life is a big misfortune,
Every life has some happy days,
Closest people to kiss and hold you,
Choices, chances and many ways.
Noone’s life is a bitter lemon,
Everyone has some sweet in life,
Love and friends that can help to keep on, ...