A tear drop is running on my cheek.
It tells me how unsatisfied I am with my life.
well, everything goes probably fine,
but there is no light,
there is no happiness in expecting tomorrow's day.
My heart is too gentle,
blood is too hot.
I need to drop my head into icy snow.
What to change?
There is no way...
to be merry...
is there a path above?
A tear drop is running on my cheek
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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