Sealing the words in your empty mouth
Hosted by the silent flow of emanation
Even your mentality folds
Visualized in cold dementia
Can’t stop yourself from thinking
How many more days time must give you
Ending your preservation, your delusion
Needing less discredits to forgive you
Kissing your silhouette isn’t my absolution
Only I can tell you what’s ahead
Even after my appointment
Reasons disseminated again
My soul was never framed
Out of my changed kind strain
Leave all my chances for you
Inside the shell of my hate
Enlivening the forbidden truth
Visit my side of agonized state
And open me scars for reality to swallow
SH. E
© Copyright: Рен Тажеев, 2009
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