I feel you on the edge
the razor's endless edge...
I feel your nervous
walk and thought,
not emptiness, but
sense of loneliness
embrace you, hold
and chain the thirsty heart
for love, and passion
for sun and soul
of light and stars...
You are Her Majesty the Queen
he is your Prince
in fairytale...
I feel you nervous
walk and thought
it's on the edge,
on awesome razor's edge...
One step -
and thread is cut -
your wish fulfilled,
but what is next?
Your darling puppet master
has subdued revolt
a hazy track
remaines from you...
but...you are free...
Стих-вдохновитель: автор Ирина Огнева "срыв (театральное)"
Vivid...
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