I think it's time
Starting picking up the pieces of my past life,
To return the mirror which is mine,
And look at my reflection, in my black eyes,
No smile, no price, no fears,
So in my body no more tears,
No more I believe in fairy tales,
I threw off all the shackles.
They says to smile when I look at them.
Am I looking like a person who wants to smile?
All I wanna is just fall at rem,
And escape the world for a couple of thousand miles.
I know, I was born to be alone,
And I'll die alone too,
But this is the price for soul's crown,
Don't be sad for me, I feel cool
REM
© Copyright: Алёна Дементьева Ал, 2021
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