only god knows where -
dead plants, hardly breathing cats
crying kids with no solace,
people dried with copper and zinc,
paradise even wasn't announced
for those who think
no one see the end of run,
those are winning who are down
did i mention dogs and ghosts?
ghosts are crying, ghosts are hosts.
can i tell a fairy tale while
you're going back to base?
fairy tale of boredom peace,
silent evenings, tender grace?
tale of sleep enough and sweet,
waking up with someone near?
tale of not being alone,
fighting hard against the wall?
then i grab my stuff and go. nowhere land and no one's girl.
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© Copyright: Ио-Анна Бурячкова, 2013
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