Take my last piece of fear,
Generate something new,
Grab what's near and here,
Give me chrystalclear view.
Take my last piece of silence,
Fill me up with the sound,
Wipe away all the violence
From my positive ground.
Take my last piece of doubt,
Make me sure I'm OK,
Play my confidence loud
Sweeping cleaner my way.
Take my piece of whatever
So I could be alive,
Change it all - I don't care,
Cause my heart will survive.
Last piece of whatever
© Copyright: Ирина Нерпас, 2008
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