All I have in my life
Is a couple of doves
The doves will strive
To the ones they love
So empty hands so easy
Are now what I have
And they become so busy
A half a minute left,
My feet treading softly
Shall pass along the road
So they the one and only
Who'd chosen their mode
A head upon my shoulders
It's all that left for me
My mind's on borders
As it used to be.
I left myself behind
Society and world
But now I am so tired
And feel like I am sold.
To whom I sold my soul
Who pledged my spirit bright
I shall fill in the wholes
And make myself unite.
Emptiness
© Copyright: Марина Волосова, 2019
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