I dream to write masterpiece
In a remarkable way.
People usually happen to appreciate this,
Only after it doesn't anymore stay.
But in my case,it is gonna be another,
You cannot delay
I am going farther!
My mind explodes
To many tiny debris,
I wonder
Whether this will cease.
Everything around me is loathing,
And what's worse people don't understand!
How can I need soothing?
If it is going only to the end.
Debris
© Copyright: Ортиков Диёр, 2019
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