I sewed my life
From little part
Of easy and hard,
Simple and sly.
I borrowed dream
And live with it.
It’s like limit
For be with him.
He – is the one
Who will be fair,
And when I’ll run
He’ll give me air.
He is the mess,
He is the order,
He is the murder,
I mean HE’s death…
no thing
© Copyright: Антонина Паламарчук, 2004
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