Life has yet to forgive my sins.
Death has yet to enjoy my fall.
I am tough. I'll return my wings.
I'm tired of playing a clever doll.
God has yet to give back my light.
Satan's yet to possess my heart.
I am strong. Everything's alright.
Even my finish can be a start.
Day has yet to obey my words.
Night has yet to compete with me.
I'm alive. A girl in this big bad world,
I'm a prisoner, but I am more than free.
The world has yet to see me...
© Copyright: Марина Бескрылая, 2004
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