That darkful day I was betrayed
I was waiting for somebody's smile.
My solitude told me a tale
About my future suicide.
My legs were deep in pure snow
And jet-black ash was falling down.
I felt my heart was like a stone
And plans were like a stupid crowd.
It felt like illness or a fever.
And in my head there was a mess.
I cried in darkness: "Never, never!"
And darkness laughed: "Nevertheless..."
2010
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она всегда так говорит )
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