There is a deep wound in my heart,
which disturbs me to play my part.
Every day people hurt me,
And their criticism always strikes me.
They don't want to listen to my soul
Thinking that it is like a stone.
People, look at me in another way.
Maybe, you'll hear what I always say.
pain
© Copyright: Ольга Дулепа, 2014
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