Часть 1
17 октября 2018 г., 19:57
The Old Love
The Sun is red, The Sky is blue, I am dead, but Not like you.
I fight all days To see the truth, But my mad mind Won't let me through.
I lay myself Upon the couch To see the sea Of broken hopes.
I was so young, But not as strong To see the facts Through fading love.
I waste my tears Every night, In search of Pointless sacrifice.
The life is cold, With no excuse, For my old love Has died in youth.
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