i'll hide in promises you broke.
explode your fears with my frail faith.
and all inside you fills with hate.
i lied to you.my air choked.
it's just too late.
i'll seek your veins through all my maps.
you know.you win:my city's yours.
forgive the brave i've find in wars.
and my whole world will be collapsed.
just close my doors.
i'll bless your medicated dream.
and borders fall in eyes tight shut.
I look like frame that you have cut.
and all my suffering like stream.
your final shot.
broken
© Copyright: Энн Лобанова, 2010
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