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Submitted by NatalieA.G.(FDG) from Soviet Union
Date: Thu Jul 4 03:15:06 2002
Over your words(blank verse 4 Brian with love) I have no paper any more
But I still write
Between the lines of letter
You never sent to me
'Cos never wrote
And never will-
I know better.
I recognize the figures
Of your handwriting:
These little letters,
Your special B
With left-side taily
Below the text.
And dedication-
The sweetest words
That I will never read...
And tears drop
Upon the list...
My voice
Sounds like an echo
Of good-old song
You sang at one time,
At time of hope.
And now...
I still wtite
Over your words
But there is only letter
Is on the paper-
Mine.
vena26@yandex не функционирует.Не пиши туда.Я на мейле.ру.
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