I believe, I believe
That the day becomes to live
I find myself, forget the past
I hope, I wish, I hope, I trust.
Daily routine is fucking so hard
I hate this days, I hate this part.
Everything are grey, but I don’t give way to despair
And here is the day when flash my fire.
And so what? I don’t care, this is my desire!
I don’t, I wouldn’t retire!
I’m so tired of being in fetters,
I want to be free, I despise this shackles!
The resistance is impossible, but none the less
I’m strong, I’m a fighter
I’ll break this fucking stupid stress!
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© Copyright: Вероника Аксёнова, 2010
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