I disappear every day
I can't live longer by this way
But I am happy and nice at all
And wait when I will lastly fall
And even though loathing eats
My prison soul like tasty sweets
Sometimes I see my whole dreams
Burn like the empty rubbish schemes
Sky tried to save my world before
But I want something further more
This struggle wakes me up to fight -
I haven't power inside
Eternity always waits me
It's better than to only be
For pure beauty to kill myself!
My spirit's not deserved a death
In custody by weaknesses...
To save my spirit
© Copyright: Екатерина Гришакова, 2014
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