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Last Dream, Last Kiss, Last RequestСтихотворение в жанрах: Иностранные языки, Мелодрама, любовь
Please, look at me, my love. In your disaster You need my help. The name of this is hand. Take it. I will stand here. I аm a winter master, In my heart I've an eternal dreaming land. I will able to give you my world. I promise. But will you able to take it? I just don't know... If you can abandon your dream... You'll not miss When shooting me again. I'm being low, Because I cannot see your face with easiness. And every day I slept, my bed was my pain. I'm feeling sorry I've been late. Your kindness Is a touch of a mysterious tender rain. And every time, I met you, I had a tear. And I was hiding it. I broke my law To scream aloud and long when I will hear A terrible lie. This torture was as longest war. I feel my words, which you're reading, are crazy. It's may be so: I lost my life's line. I can't remember summer. My mind's lazy. Please, take my soul and kiss me for the last time. Sometimes I seemed to stand in a frantic fire... Please listen to me. I haven't a hope to feel Your look, your voice. I'm not unwitting layer And I with my destiny have the deal. © DreyKlin / Михаил Чуклин
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