Поэзия
Поэзия Waste
Rue24 posted on Oct 27, 2011 at 07:39PM
While I was looking the other way your fire went out
It left me with cinders to kick into dust What a waste of the wonder you were In my living fire i will keep your scorn and mine In my living fire i will keep your heartache and mine At the disgrace of a waste of a life |