I become to be depend...
To my words and truth is there inside,
If you got of it your satisfaction,
Know – you’ll never break my pride.
Let you know – I hate your revelations,
Only lies and empty thoughts I feel.
I’m so tired to give you explanations,
Of the facts are going against my will.
In myself I tried to find that something,
Makes me wrong as you can only see,
Let I lose my conscience and get nothing,
I will be alone but I’ll be free.
30 сентября 2006
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