It's in me where it all dies.
The Dead Poet.
I have deleted all your pics, Forgot you and your relics, Your smile and your eyes, It's in me, where it all dies! And now as the time flies, I have embraced you and your lies, You broke me and our ties, It's in me, where it all dies! Its been one hell of a stormy night, I'm tired of our silly fights, You let me down and our tries, It's in me, where it all dies. It's in me, where it all dies.
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byeee
Let it all out🌬️
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2018-07-18 01:23:00
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The Dead Poet.
@byeee there's nothing left...not any more😅😅
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2018-07-18 05:16:48
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Присвячую тобі вірші українською, Бо не знаю, якою мовою висловлювати свої почуття. Хоча, для тебе, мабуть, краще російською, Але я вірю: зрозумієш і так. Бо коли ми зустрінемось, важливим буде лиш погляд: Серце не потребуватиме слів, Йому буде байдуже звідки ми родом, Навіть, якщо з ворожих країн.
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I Saw a Dream
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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