A lonely girl with a childish face
She doesnt know where her real place
Her black brown hairs like lians of trees
She looking straight front and west twenty degrees
And when she grownup her dream was not fake
They build with a husband a house near lake
In middle of mountain they said "Dear home!"
She doesn't come back to her feel of alone
A lonely girl with a childish face
© Copyright: Станислав Игоревич Дудин, 2013
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