CONVERTION
I'm afraid of your silent convertion
In the darkness of time you have changed your face
You walked through my head with emotions
Which threw me to the empty space
Now you sleep in the room full of strangers
Making hard on us something we've missed
In the darkness of time you skipped danger
Now your new mask will never know tears
All this time I thought I knew your passion
By the blindness lead me back to that space
You turned my heart in wrong direction
And now there's nothing left but wasted days
I'm afraid of your silent convertion
In the darkness of time you have lost your dreams
You cut off my limbs without caution
And filled my body with the venomed streams
Convertion
© Copyright: Рен Тажеев, 2009
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