Before I met you, I was dark and confused
Like black watercolor that never was used
But you realized that my black wasn't mud
And that black is best warmed by your sunny heart
I think that you're trying to get a permission
To go with the flow and not make any decisions
But you still can't believe my desire to surrender
Thats why you became my undercover defender
I know that my dreams are very rarely come true
But one day I woke up with fear and ague
I dreamed that I no longer need to prove my importance
Because it was proved by the man with warm hands
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© Copyright: Мария Винокурова 2, 2021
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