sâmbătă, 31 decembrie 2016

Begging

Begging for a tought
begging for a smile
begging on your knees
stretching your hands.

and in times of needs
tears are falling
burning candles, souls,
are tiring soon.

In front of you,
an empty space is trembling -
testimony of youth, of death;
testimony of olds, of time.

slowly going, slowly trying
with harsher breaths
self embracers go in dark -
fading memories.

01.11.2016 - 08:29 - Caused by C.

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