Your image came directly to my heart,
Pierced and broke my soul.
My insides were cut,
You left only an empty hall.
I never stop getting surprised,
Life,as usual,pinches my face.
This all shoudn't have been categorized
As misleading trace.
I wat told
Everyhing happens for good,
But instead,my soul got cold
This is the only thing I understood
Life is dishonestly hold!
See you off and for eternity
I forever leave this tragedy!
Tragedy
© Copyright: Ортиков Диёр, 2019
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