Enough

Jan 12, 2014, 1:36 PM

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Come and get me. I’m tired
to pretend I have an endless fire.
My hands and my feet are so cold,
in desperate need to be hold.
Come and get me. I can’t
keep pretending I understand,
keep pretending I can be the other,
keep pretending that you being married doesn’t matter.
Come and get me. I can’t anymore stop
myself from telling you to drop
something that doesn’t suit you at all.
I don’t want to be wise, I want to be bold.
Come and get me. I can’t anymore wait.
I said I’d want nothing. But how for nothing to stay?

I’ll stay. Nobody else I can love.
But, please, don’t trust me when I say this is enough.

17.05.2013г.
гр. Сопот

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sauronboab (Борислав Ангелов)

2014-01-25T17:53:45+02:00

But, please, don’t trust me when I say this is enough.
Недостатъка при хубавите неща е че достатъчното много често се оказва недостатъчно
Rois (Събина Брайчева)

2014-01-12T16:18:49+02:00

В какъв смисъл "не"?
Tomad (Тома Кашмирски)

2014-01-12T13:36:37+02:00

in desperate need to be hold - не.

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