Even if you are strong,
Even if you’re sure of that aim,
Why don’t you think it’s wrong?
Why don’t you see it’s not the same?
It’s always been a sore subject,
But you’re plaing with edge-tool.
If you accept, You will resurrect.
Sometimes you should obey the rule.
Why do you hide deep-rooted hatred?
My friend, please, bare me your heart.
It can’t be so terrible or can it?
I really want to help you, but…
Like jackdaw you’re in peacock's feathers,
Whose trust do you wand to betray?
All troubles... but with them you’re tethered,
Why did you choose this way? Oh, why?
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© Copyright: Анна Воронкина, 2012
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