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От меня уехал Волк.
Я кормил его капустой.
Видно,
этот овощ вкусный,
видно,
кушать он не мог.

Волк уехал от меня.
Сколько зверя ни кормите,
для него Природы нити
крепче толстого ремня.

Он уехал в дальний лес,
где растут деревьев тыщи.
И построил там жилище,
и в него, довольный, влез.

А потом глядит вокруг,
а внутри жилища -
пусто.
Где же ты,
моя капуста?
Где же ты,
мой верный друг?

Ночью Волк сидит на пне,
на луну тоскливо воя...
Видно,
нет ему покоя.
Видно,
помнит обо мне.
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Автор: Тим Собакин
Читает: Соня Ретцер (Май Литтл Соня | My Little Sonya)
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Here's just a little poem... Pls read it all

Roses are red violets are blue sugar is sweet and perhaps so are you.
But those roses have wilted and the violets are dead.
The sugar bowls empty. My wrists are stained red.
The sun isn't shining the sky isn't clear there is no silver lining because you are no longer here.
Rain keeps on pouring there is no end in sight.
Your laying there so far from the light.
Your beauty's unreal your smile the sun.
But time can't be turned nor your actions undone.
The words that you wrote that only I read "I love you all much please do not cry when I am dead".
A bond that we formed a love that ran.
Deep a pain we shared a friend I could keep.
I want to hold you wipe the tears from your eyes been the moment you said goodbye.
I want to forget but most times I don't.
I want to let go but I know that I won't.
Tears on my face memories burned.
In my head those roses have wilted those violets are dead.

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Pride And Ego.
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Age
Age
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