I can t continue my way...
I want to come in yesterday.
I want to forget my present.
I can not fly in the black sky
And very much I want to die.
I know, we’ll be together.
You’ll take my soul with you to Hell,
And I shall hear bells again.
I shall not be forgiven…
I want to run in own dreams,
I want to forget all grey themes.
Oh, God! Is it the end?
2008
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