танцуйсама

Aug 23, 2016 19:18

Missing your hugs
I dance on my own.
Must learn the lesson -
We all die alone.



There's more commitment
than I would guess,
It's more than i have
so i'd better pass.

I just reject mine
while you hold of yours,
running through hallway
with half open doors.

You peek inside briefly
and don't loose the speed.
I'm kneeling at the one,
which seems what i need.

The door's closed so tightly
I don't have the key.
Still keyhole shows gardens
where I dream to be.

шкандаль, мхт(моя хвора творчість), школа життя

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