04-01-2011, 04:07 PM
Buna din nou, sunt eu Iryna. Aceasta este noua mea poezie, de fapt este un fel de melodie trista in genul Christina Aquilera Hurt. Ma rog ;p , la sfarsit nu prea are rima, insa are o muzicalitate specifica. Sper sa va placa, nu uitati comm! ;) :zuppy11:
My life is a open book
You can read me.
You can touch my pages
You can feel me.
You also can break me
Like my heart is break
You sure can burn me
Like my soul burns.
You can read my stories
My memories,
You can be a part of
A part of my past.
You can learn all about me
Because is writen on the pages.
Do you liked my book?
I hope so...
Even my life is...
Just a simple life.
I can't do so much things that i can write
But all of my memories are here alright.
Please keep my past a secret
Don't tell anybody
Because my life-book is about me
And my memories are ends.
My life is a open book
You can read me.
You can touch my pages
You can feel me.
You also can break me
Like my heart is break
You sure can burn me
Like my soul burns.
You can read my stories
My memories,
You can be a part of
A part of my past.
You can learn all about me
Because is writen on the pages.
Do you liked my book?
I hope so...
Even my life is...
Just a simple life.
I can't do so much things that i can write
But all of my memories are here alright.
Please keep my past a secret
Don't tell anybody
Because my life-book is about me
And my memories are ends.