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Alexander Serdyuk Poem
I'm in the warm bed, feeling so perfect,
Knowing that tomorrow I can sleep a lot.
I'm listening how heavy rain started and is going,
Imagining the night cold street people's walk.
The drops of rain are as drops of tears,
The tears of the people who alone,
Who walks at lamppost night and dreaming,
How perfectly it used to be before.
Their regrets are no more to be heard,
And they aren't able to apologies once more.
They don't have any chance to be forgiven.
So they took freezing wounded walk.
Copyright © Alexander Serdyuk | Year Posted 2016
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Alexander Serdyuk Poem
I like when people say truth,
Constantly and fully, without false clues.
When you don't stay and wait,
Until been once more fooled.
I like when people do so,
It's the kind of faith in the person,
Who belongs to you, who needs you.
The one who needn't be lost in the clues.
Copyright © Alexander Serdyuk | Year Posted 2016
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Alexander Serdyuk Poem
I'm a fighter,
I'm an achiever,
I like trying,
I like to think deeper.
Greater minds of my time
Have already been forgotten,
But I have rescued,
I have crossed the deadline.
I'm the only thing matter,
But let's not talk,
Let’s try deeper.
Each attempt is a treatment
For my figure.
Copyright © Alexander Serdyuk | Year Posted 2016
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