Do you think - in those nights,
When you go home alone,
When you are drunk with weakness,
Do you know at all,
That he has a faithful way back,
That silence looks at the moon.
You loved ... a little,
Just as you've been cold.
And I hated you harshly,
I was hiding in half-hearted.
You will hardly be complicated -
To squeeze the verse into your hands.
And then - bring it back,
When it will not be just a verse.
That the difference is the way -
To forgive ourselves ...
Much love - Krisii
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