I have always been your shield,
Doing the wrong things, cutting my own wings.
You could give me just ice field,
Depriving me of world, providing me with cold.
I was under your control,
Frightened by your temper, filled up with the anger.
You were playing the key role,
Leaving me out of game, making me insane.
You will never be my part.
I'm not gonna break my word, engraved with the keen sword.
No matter, if it's really hard,
But the time will heal. Patience is the best pill.
Setting free
© Copyright: Марина Боровкова, 2018
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