In words of death
We seek our shadow.
Each seconds theft
Like killing arrow.
We seek each other
In the dark,
And worst that happens
Is a spark.
Don't let it be,
Don't let it glow,
All freezing sea
Become just snow.
In words of death
We seek our shadow,
Each sip of breath
Our killing arrow.
killing arrow
© Copyright: Вероника Биткина, 2016
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