I am no more young,
eyes don't sparkle like stars.
neck betrays all the years by wrinkles.
Still remember those days
I was happy and pure
and my tongue was sharp and offensive.
I don't have any dreams
light or night outside ...
I am dark and my nature is gloomy.
I just wish to cry out "I do want some warmth!"
and to wake up with thought - I am needed.
light or night outside
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2018
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