Poetry

In addition, they will mark themselves

With any actions in secret – they will not forget from us.

I could figure out that this was not it.

However, she still achieved everything she wanted!

I wish you would love me for that!

Then take your favorite pencil case and pen in your pen!

With pencils, felt-tip pen, and pen!

Draw my thinnest border, souls!

After all, you are an artist of your own portrait,

A portrait from which today, let’s say openly, I am very much in doubt

So take a pen, in your lovely pen,

In addition, write, something to me,

From which to yourself

At least for one time it would be better for you,

For your friends and everyone else with whom I loved to spend my time without you!

Instead of a hundred favorite words to the place of that very wonderful poem,

I would sell you, the souls of those who just left!

The street we all love, a fabulous, wonderful, beautiful street,

Which you would hardly name today.

The crows ate autumn Longing overshadowed our friendship