(4-4-4-4)
Don’t you see the world around?
Now you’re in your only bound.
Sorry, you should hear the sound ,
Tragic house, empty town.
Are you mad? Are you lost?
Don’t you see what see the most?
Now you’ve changed, raised and tossed.
Former soul is fully crossed.
No one knows what you are,
She attacks – you decay.
Lonely twinkling florid star
Leads you on, day by day.
Closed eyes, broken bones,
Every word is in your head.
From the sky - rain of stones,
And the words will not be said .
Oh, my...
© Copyright: Антон Стеценко, 2016
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