I never dreamt, that truth is lie
And only emptiness behind,
Inside, around of me and mine,
It stays and stays for all the time.
I never was. Nothing remained.
Never became. Nothing was right.
Nothing is left. Meaning the same.
Nothing is game. Nothing’s all right.
I’m never me. Nothing remained.
Doing my best, that’s not of mine,
Having my rest for a whole time,
Nothing and nothing and nothing behind.
Nothing is truth. Nothing is lie.
Exclusively for me nothing remained.
Nothing remains
© Copyright: Антон Ерошов, 2004
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