Just to find my way in pain
Just to follow it in vain
Just to know the way world lived
But be just for fun deceived
It appears to be the same
Come through ways all people came
Realized self-powerlessness
Others’ self-devourlessness
Simple lines and simple rhymes
Through the centuries one finds
This means simple heart and soul
That through ages bare we all
Such unbearable a torment
Simply catch and fix the moment
Simpleness that makes me cry
Trembling hands that make me lie
the Simpliness
© Copyright: Кристина Эмо, 2007
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