Under the spell

Марта 3
Once you go away
I will be here to stay
In your mind,
In your arms,
In your dreams.
Forever.
Praying for peace
To this shallow world
Out of grace,
Which broke down your faith,
Shaded your hazel eyes,
Closed your muffling lips,
Made you obey crazy chefs.
I will be waiting here for you,
Searching for someone inside of this hell
Till you whisper that we can get through.
Somehow.
Just living like under the spell.