Eternal sadness of faded eyes
Just makes me die for thousand times
Your every single sound of cries
Won't let me perish from heartache twice
Who can predict my final crash
Despite the weakness and through the truth
And after all, this life - moulage
Which changes from epic win to lose
When you don't have enough of warmth
You should to pray the day it rue
That only death of mine and yours
Will paint the Earth in happy hue
April 23, 2022
Ghosts
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