cannot find a place to be,
to seat and wait.
cannot reach that type of rest
somekind shelter with the first need.
do you abuse me?
than make cry
it`s easy when lie die.
more comfort feel i
in your arms` heat
but cannot find place to be,
to seat and wait.
cannot reach that type of rest
somekind shelter with the first need.
thought was in joyseek
inspite, in seek of judge
not loved as boy-nice-meat-friend
as fair friend, too much
not u, perhaps niether me
did stress on unity in eyes.
from both sides offered was dice
i came back this exactly place
have been there, yeah, twice.
my favorit thing in world
if low it to dust
my air lunged and not in it
this trump dust me now
forever my, forever in
that gloomy heart, voted down
that gloomy heart u win
shelter
© Copyright: Кристина Адер, 2013
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