Memories from future
are left in my mind,
The road of freedom
I wanted to find,
Let’s look together,
Alone I’m blind.
Don’t think ‘bout passwords,
About humans’ kind,
Think about future -
It’s laying behind.
I’m walking through mindfields,
I look for the light
Which we hide from each other
Begining the fight.
What are my feelings?
What is my world?
Sunshine inside me,
Around windy and cold.
Every day older,
Still playing in dolls...
Tonight on the folder,
Toys - cocaine balls.
Sleeping and dreaming,
Life’s like big game.
We’re playing in it
With bright-burning flame.
12/2004
Flame
© Copyright: Анна Стессель, 2010
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