The Last Call To You

After the Last LastCall everything should undoubtedly END. Put plans aside, take a stroll: nothing completely drives round the bend. After the last sigh of Hope words will dry out on the dead lips. Nothing on Earth then could cut the rope tying life-laces by your fingertips. Beyond the last deadlock or line something forbidden is hidden like wraith. Your path is surely about to decline if you could blame it all on the Faith. Afore the last fate-forming pace somewhere is waiting the treasure of Grief. So don't expect all struggles you'll face to form your clinical record in brief. I'm scared of wounds, but tell me it all: Will there be something reminding of me? Something unnecessary, tiny, small? Will I be ready to fully agree to never rise as high as you're tall? Is there a True Love and why should it be? I'll send you my secret with the white owl. 'cause of it even The Berlin Wall Some time will crack, shudder and fall. "Confessing!" states the ancient scroll. But, I'm afraid, even then I will crawl towards the face which is hard to recall after the last LastCall 25/05/2013 NikA