Drown again in the field of emptyness
Dreaming to become the icy stone,
With the heart not beating due to sadness,
With the vultures sucking blood without a harm.
You are asking if my tainted shoulders hurt,
But i can sware,the ache of your ignorance
Is pushing me from top to very start
And makes me dry in lonely ugly forest.
I'm praying to the god to kill the pain,
Erase me or just turn me into stone,
So that i'll drown my love in summer rain
And as before i'll live my life alone
Drown again in the field of emptyness
© Copyright: Карина Ветрова, 2015
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