Taking back the lights,
Falling down the darkness,
Wanna know my rights.
Never switch the nights.
I am gravely weak,
You’ve got wont of strength.
Weakly in your hands,
Stronger like I’m dead.
Taking back my skin
Never go away
I am tall and thin
In the shadow screen.
On the swings on air
Running through the flames.
I am strongly weak.
I’ve got weak of strength.
Weak
© Copyright: Лидия Тарнавская, 2011
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