Polina Gagarina only
your eyes.
May be-
spring..
But..
voice..
Simultaneously
I desire
to be
drowned
in it.
Or
fall
Into abyss.
You are a dream.
So remain it.
Tear.
Sing.
Fly.
But..
know:
be silent.
Look up
to
the sky
And die.
I could
With you.-
Farewell!.
14/05/14
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