Sew new outfits out of hope… (Lara Mishanova)

Sew new outfits out of hope.Sleeves glint a little sad But I love bright clothes I still will not return throw on a Soft scarf on the shoulders And at hem — embroidery of dreams,where the stars embrace the night,In which smiling I Love hair flowers of Jasmine And bye to the Blizzard outside the window quietly Sad Memory near the fireplace Burns the pain is a burning fire Collar lace palatini Favorite scent of my perfume And someone else’s opinion, yet random And the lines are not written poems Sew new outfits