I go to bed
thinking about the morning.
A new day will start,
emotions will be born.
My heart is hungry ,
it needs food to go on living.
I'll get them from you,
you'll get them from me.
My sould was torn into millions of pieces.
Became dangerous
just to protect myself.
Made up my mind to become a worrior.
Decided not to be
after meeting you!
A dangerous worrior
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2015
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