I Will Not Be the Idol of Yours
I will not be the idol of yours
From beginning before the end
Something big in the little I chose
I can’t see crafty blackguard in friend.
You don’t love me, but I have a wish
There’s no fire in you, it’s sad,
All the prophecies I can’t leash
February will come, it’s glad.
I’m without you I pity, dear,
Please, be happy, forget the past –
My emotion, my deepest fear
And my fault – I’ve disturbed your chest.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2017
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