No one can hear you voice
Still you’re crying
In front of the closed doors
Don’t miss your last choice.
Once everything was different
Until you’ve crossed the border
If you can hear whispering
Gets louder, louder, louder.
The last moments are expiring
Time is running slowly
Let’s take a fatal diving
And end this tragic story.
We’re lost in our broken hopes
Dreaming to grow white wings
We killed the sacred fire, remained the frost
In clumps we called the hearts will never build.
In moments of despair
Give me your hands, feel suffer
While we’re breathing air
Rescue belts are getting tighter.
Inevitability
© Copyright: Вольская Екатерина, 2013
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