a cold and vile embrace of loneliness...
the dying end of my rainy autumn...
grey monotony of stale days
worthless... useless
we are dust
on autumn wind
we are just a dust
on autumn wind
No one will escape
or are you dead?
silence. no sun...
emptyness inside...
torn skin on the hands
fear with despair inside an formless dreams
killing warm of our hearts
leaving us in the cold walls
i cant sleep on the broken nothingness
I'm scared I'm cold...sadness
i'm ready to take ache from your heart
i want to taste
tonight i will lie on the ground
and i will know that
every my wish burns down...
i will fall into the rain
we are dust
on autumn wind
existential vacuum
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When bad weather grieves,
When thoughts are hard,
I, contrary to the adversities,
I read different verses.
Ямщик-Негониев Пантелей 24.11.2013 05:55 • Заявить о нарушении
When thoughts are hard,
I, contrary to the adversities,
I read different verses.
Ямщик-Негониев Пантелей 24.11.2013 05:55 • Заявить о нарушении