Let me find the right words,
Give me some space to breathe.
I need to find the right chords -
This moment I need to seathe,
This moment I need to feel
With body and with the soul.
I always tend to conceal,
What's anyway's gonna fall.
Don't try to give me a hand -
You'll fall in the dark with me,
My heart is for no one to mend,
Revival could never be.
I just have been born this way,
And I do not know other ways,
The people can never stay
With me, despite all of my prays.
Let me be who I was,
Whom I love and whom I can hate,
Set the changes for time on the pause,
Just for once let escape me my fate!
Fate
© Copyright: Кристина Чертова, 2026
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