The Devil writes letters for you
By the silver paint of moon
On the dark blue velvet of the night sky,
Like wants something to be remained…
No one but you can understand them right,
But I can guess what do they mean…
You are the dark child of the Death…
All that’s around you, you turn to mass…
I made a big fatal mistake:
I fell in love with you…
I was so blind, that I believed
And was ready to forgive…
You told me words, full of honest and love…
When I looked into your eye, they seemed so sincere…
But inside you there was beating a dark selfish heart…
And your smoky cruel soul was somewhere apart…
The dark child of the Death
© Copyright: Юлия Суржикова, 2006
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