I sob myself to sleep sometimes.
I feel it bad…
So now my life takes some lines,
And that is that!
Then I know I will die one day.
May it be soon?
I’ve already walked a long way
On the moon.
What am I? Who am I?
Is this all that the dream?
And so I believe in High.
I continue to live by feel…
And I won’t awake all at once.
You won’t be there.
I should be going great guns,
But it’s my last year…
So I pick my life drop by drop.
I come to an end.
Who am I? What am I? What?
My minds go fend.
What am I? Who am I?
Is this all that the dream?
And so I believe in High.
I continue to live by feel…
My death
© Copyright: Ольга Расмус, 2013
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