Something had happened
With inner world...
Love had been murdered,
Murdered with word.
There is no
Way to believe!
Sorry for illness,
Sorry for leave!
Now I should go
You have to stay...
Darling, I know...
That was just play!
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=127457
Рубрика: Стихи, которые не вошли в рубрику
дата надходження 23.04.2009
автор: Карл Доммерштерн