Whatever I listen –
It’s driving me mad,
Escape, holding distance
From lie and regret.
My old folks, they made me
Of flesh and blood,
Of all that can’t save me
From killing my heart.
Perhaps, I should hate You –
God taught us to love:
I’m hopeless, I’m crazy,
I love and can’t stop.
31/08/2011
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© Copyright: Екатерина Кирьянова Ханеева, 2011
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