10.07.06
Dear Sun, realize:
What I’m doing is my lies.
After telling you I’ll leave
All the world I have deceived.
Dear Sun, understand,
Strange attempt to defend
Hides in my fearful sin-
now you know what I mean.
Dear Sun, body tells:
It’s my coffin before death,
It’s not separate from me
But it’s not my misery.
Dear Sun, kill me now.
I don’t care, where and how-
Just excuse my dizzy eyes,
They can’t be criticized.
Dear Sun, don’t expect
Begging for reversing act.
Dear Sun, farewell,
I will miss you much in hell.
Dear Sun
© Copyright: Марья Лааксонен, 2009
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