Too many faces in my head.
They make me deaf and blind,
Murmuring that I am dead.
My thoughts became maligned.
I wish to be the brightest star,
But I will drown in tears.
And at the corner of a bar
Let's find all of my fears.
You steal the lyrics of the souls
To sing your favorite song.
Nightmares will fly like little owls.
But I'm still going strong.
i m still going strong
© Copyright: Токмакова Катерина, 2017
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