Still,we are behaving like kids,
Is there place where my soul fits?
I am eager to faster flee,
I've got no frank soul to see.
Still,there is so much to be learnt,
But I can't let go of my feeling,
Soul is actually willing
Because my withins are burned.
Hope never leaves heart
And I do my best not to cry.
Life seems so hard,
But we all wanna fly.
I seem to be frank,
But soul already sank.
I need inspiration
And soul demands salvation.
Frank
© Copyright: Ортиков Диёр, 2020
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