What shall you give
Sorry or sorrow
Or annual leave
Starts from tomorrow?
How could I forgive
Tears that I swallow
And grief that I deem
With that tender love?
How can I live
Through mindless senses
Senseless offences
Rushing those fences
And blaming faces?
I'll start from tomorrow
Ceasing that sorrow
Filling that hollow
Pulling that love
Out from my heart
Pulling that love out from my heart
© Copyright: Марина Волосова, 2026
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