Warn me from steps to the dark,
Make me enjoy my own life.
Inside me there is a shark –
I walk on the edge of a knife.
I live like my days are the end –
The end of the whole space and time.
Just think. I may not be your friend
But need you to drop me a line.
You are not to feel pity for me
But you are to stand by and be brave.
All the looks are reflections, you see;
When it's time, please, don't cry on my grave.
July 31, 2012
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© Copyright: Олеся Алтунина, 2012
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