What lies under this aggression?
Are you that empty or just blue?
Why do you strive for oppression?
I see no love and reverence in you.
You once impressed me with your virtue.
And now i doubt i wasn't blind.
This bliss in you - you had to nurture,
I am not sure you still have light.
Your comfort is your mind's illusion,
Affliction seems to give you air.
Beliefs you have are just delusions.
Still i do hope that you're still there.
Are you?
© Copyright: Анастасия Черр, 2017
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