I’m tired of stupid games of twins
My double-faced pretending peace
Despise them all for same advice
And none of them makes me surprise
I spit on posies they present…
Someday for sure u will repent
‘Cause you’re the only one I see
Through vicious grin and evil glee,
That mask your face, your smile and soul…
The growl I hear…do feel the crawl…
The rocks that hidden in my soul
Shall bring you down to make you fall
But if your waves will swamp my shore
I will deceive you nevermore
Then I won’t burry grave of yours
In my heart-shaped necropolis
My fervent passion will obsess
And smoothly flow in missing mess…
Will tear the walls of listless hope,
Recover sky, retrieve the rope…
Sometime I’ll give in tightest mist
My beauty kiss…I miss my beast…
(14.09.2010)
Mess
© Copyright: Рита Топалиди, 2010
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