My mind plays a game with me
It tries to show how could it be
It tries to find way to light
In this September rainy night
I run and don’t know where I go
I know that time is very slow
We should to find an angel’s sky
To show all world that we alive
This road is simply way to cloud
It’s everything we dreamed about
We stay at Earth but just a little
We hate this place and other people
In our life we need just death
This life can’t give us something else
And now we have another try
To find our angel’s sky
Angels sky
© Copyright: Татьяна Кириченко, 2005
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