I am walking slowly under a dark sky.
there is nothing to wait , noone to care
it has happened again - I was bitten by spleen
lips are motionless, eyes are like glass.
My heart's empty , doesn't even ache
Please , be alive!
make a small cry.
May be my Prince even exists.
He will wake one day from eternal sleep.
I'll wear armour ,
will ride a fast steed.
I will crash the thickest , the most bushy wood.
I will my find my love.
it's a matter of time.
but am walking slowly
dead?
or still breathe?
I am walking slowly under a dark sky
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2018
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