So, now I know where I was wrong,
But didn't make it any closer;
I can't be blissful, not so long,
That's why sunshine for me is over.
All over cover'd with the shade,
The shade of my eternal anguish
Which will dement me (with your aid)
Till I become completely vanished.
My dreams, my wishes and my thoughts
All are against me and good sense;
Imagination draws slipknots,
Disgust to life is so immense.
Not the one
© Copyright: Лео Клац, 2014
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