You're my death, my pain, my drug.
It's my truth, my scope, my sail.
And i need the smallest hug
Or your something trifling smile.
I've looking for a little hope
To realize, where is the middle.
I must do energetic Stop
To understand myself a little.
I love and hate you at the moment.
I think, it is a blind alley.
I have to choose my mind or heart.
I lose one's way in this valley.
The end
© Copyright: Юля Никитенко, 2015
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