oh, mama
tell me that its not over
and still its in my power
to find a four-leaved clover
amidst pouring rain and shower
oh, mama
i've been so lost lately
no hand to relieve falling
i've wrung all these hands daily
oh, please, i cant stand crawling
oh, mama
all bread that i taste's bitter
all smiles that i see darken
i'm down to a a dum spitter
my heart only gets hardened
oh, mama
i do want to stop fading
i search for your help often
but venom inside waiting
won't let me at once soften
oh, mama
pray, puncture my sore, beg you
i fear i would choke breathing
oh, mama i've wounded myself badly
please, help me to grope reason
De profundis
© Copyright: Евгения Игоревна Карешина, 2010
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