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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Excitement tears to pieces her heart, Like the thunder destroys the sky. She wants to forget, she wants to try... But all emotions boil in the blood. "Honey, Where are you?" She wants to say - "I'm with you" But there is no answer and silence around Big rain-drops fall on the ground. She waits so long as if time is stopped, She is alone in the ruthless world, She waits so long and life is dropped, Her only thought that time is gold. "Honey, darling, my brave soldier, Safe your country and your life. War is not only the fight for happy future, It's also time to spend your single life" She looks with fear at the window, The clear glass is all in drops. There are cold tears in the mirrow, They run like water and it falls. "Go away, go away this scaring image In your usual world of nature, Go away and let me know, I understand your vivid lecture!" When people started to fight The bright day turns into the cruel night War is everywhere: In people's heart and people's head. War is like a black evil kite, He destroys by his wings daily light. When people started to fight, War settles in the house, Nobody remembers, who is wrong or right, But families will be apart in their rouse. So, she stays at home and remember his face. She dreams about the long-waited meeting, About his touch and tender embrace, Warm and desired greeting. The finish will be...When? Who knows, Rain will run away and drop just falls.
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