I left all my fears in the past junction,
Don't wanna let them inside my soul.
My heart is on edge of a simple disfunction,
I'm trying hard playing my role.
Building a shelter from weary storm
I ruine a temple of hope.
Scaring away the knights with my torns,
I'm giving away with the mope.
Maybe the Sun will compete all my sorrow,
Maybe the Devil's just playing with me.
I'll never know if I don't follow
Those simple rules which are ment to be.
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© Copyright: Юлия Дмитри, 2013
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