It goes away no matter how it hurts
The day will end, the life will end in fact
When time stands still because the pain exerts
Enormous pressure and my mind is packed
With pure impatience, ready to explode
The endless present shows itself to me
And time illusion is no longer real
I know it's a reminder and I see
Eternity with its renewed appeal.
It goes away no matter how it hurts...
© Copyright: Элиза Микаилова, 2011
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