Piece of Paper
Small note on the road
Which I have just found
What do you want to say ?
«Excuse me, you are late»
Who’s gently iron writing
Destroying someone’s wish
And where your receiver?
And why I am writing this?
I know about writer
I know to whom was oath
I know how he was loving
For you his only breath
But you ? You think just money
Can bring you happy life
You wrote him note on paper
It was your last caprice
He stayed for while and cried
He punished himself
He killed himself to stop him
From taking his revenge
This small reminding paper
Was penalty for him
You wrote to him this message
Just to recieve the same
Copyright © Alexey Fedorov | Year Posted 2012
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