Yes, you’re right: I’m not THAT ONE,
Even not "a special girl"
In your mixed up lifeline…
Welcome, suffer on your own!
Please, restart again without
Calling me in any time,
When you going asking out
Girl that’s out your lifeline!
No, I’m not satiric one,
This is even not a joke:
Everything that were – had gone,
“Lonely hours” show all clocks.
You’re for sure a guy for me
And you were supposed to know:
Scars of love don’t stop to bleed,
Doesn’t care how far you go!
Scars of love… I’m not THAT ONE…
You’re for sure a guy for me…
Such a mixed up lifeline…
Still it doesn’t stop to bleed…
àäðåñà: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=80929
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äàòà íàäõîäæåííÿ 24.06.2008
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