There's a place of rest Highs
Where she was never hit.
She goes on the road
And it can not find a home.
She day by day
Observes as raise the bridges
And close the door with a key.
She never sleeps.
Her name is unknown to anyone.
She is a strange and lost.
She is a dream of living.
Again and again, is the place
Can not remember her life.
Nobody sees
But they may feel cold.
From she one can not lift the curse.
She will always live here
And never find my way home.
In her eyes, fear and pain.
Her death - immortality.
Her heart had died of misery
And she walks with a deep wound in his chest.
Don't see the human smile.
She doesn't feel nothing. Here her hell.
She's dying over and over again
Suffering and weeping.
Carrie
© Copyright: Маргарита Дудина, 2011
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