Can you be somebody else for me?
Placing hand where all my fears repeated;
I can feel your movements in my sleep;
Can I hope or should I live defeated?
Life has been unbearable pretence -
Fake fa;ade of promises and choices
'Carry on,' when what was meant to say
Is to never trust my inner voices
Pulling through, recovering again
Playing by the rules of Book of Silence
I can feel your heartbeat in my chest
Leaving hope, domesticating violence
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© Copyright: Лейла Ша, 2015
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