Beyond the sky,
I see just shadows.
All the world are died,
Under my feets just liitle meadows.
I close my eyes.
Hold bird in hands.
Night comes for us.
To the world of emptyness.
Beyond the sky,
I met you death.
You make me fly -
This way is best.
What expects for me?
Don`t know.don `t breath...'
Don`t wanna fall so deep,
Take away all this!
My pain of you
Still grows day by day.
Just dream of you
Can take me away.
Out of the world
© Copyright: Марина Кучерук, 2012
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