You will wake up with sun in your window.
You will hate me till your life is over.
You will make your life still good and more than
A meal for your naked body lovers.
Who said? I said: you had all the life bet,
Puppet in your head leads you to the dead-end.
Waked, naked you will lonely stay at
Your death, your grave, your tenantless flat.
You were burning me in love and hatred.
You were killing angel in my devil.
You were loosing youth when you were sexual.
I heard screams of souls under pressures.
Who said? I said: you had all the life bet,
Puppet in your head leads you to the dead-end.
Waked, naked you will lonely stay at
Your death, your grave, your tenantless flat.
I stay at your corpse,
Thinking about you.
I don’t hear your voice.
I loved you. I killed you.
You will
© Copyright: Игорь Батанов, 2007
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