This winter was too strict to me
It made me rush between two fires
I thought you could be the one for me
But then I felt confused in wires.
I want to fly far far away
Just to live alone
Somewhere on the coast way
Not to call you on the phone.
Smoking Marlboro in front of your house
I recognized that I am too mindless.
Imagining myself a little mouse
I understood my life was in mess.
I waited for the New Year's midnight.
I thought that all problems would be solved.
I didn't want to be on the event's light
But I knew that it would be involved.
I'd like to sit in the corner and think.
Together with wine and cigarettes.
To write the letter to you with ink.
And to lay on the floor like a cat.
Far away
© Copyright: Анастасия Кардакова, 2014
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