No more pain.
Only heart beating.
Rain
Will wash away
LEAD sins
You've been diying about.
Wings spread
Wide.
Only one
thing -
Souls warmth
Is needed.
Look around,
World is not against.
Greedily
gathering words
into a thread,
I'm your bread
With wine
In the stone hand.
Give you this poem of mine,
Dispersed your dogs of loneliness.
All be fine.
If you'll take a ZEPELLIN free of regrets
Into the air back
18 марта 2026
No more pain
© Copyright: Анна Борзова, 2026
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