I'd be honored to forget how he looks.
I 'd be happy to erase the way he spoke.
He is a vulture in disguise- now I know.
all the years I was blind and so regret.
My heart's - empty and so is my Soul.
I do not allow feelings to get inside.
There is Love somewhere - I do believe.
But a curse was put on me - never see it .
I'll permit strong drinks kiss my juicy lips.
I'll allow alcohol to embrace my fading flesh.
People might be happy and not realise.
I've been suffering , but am laughing to show off.
I d be honored to forget how he looks
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2019
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