"We think that a line is straight and a circle is round, but if we will unravel the lie, we can unravel the secret. Words are figurative."
January 07, 2011
As I Lie
As I lie on our lonely nest Under the folding silver skies Of the fiery night I cry And the brightest stars Descended to sorrow and darkness As I watch your face Which from my memories Fades away
When will time fade away So your memories will stay?
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