Jumping as wild deer
Chasing in the woods,
Struggling severely
To find the key routes.
Wolf is her butcher,
Dark is her aide,
Chasing the nightmare,
Tossing the shades.
Breaking the barriers,
Smashing the wall,
Her heart is a carrier,
Gentle young soul.
She wants to escape,
She wants to break free,
Away from this dead land
With minimum fee.
Little gentle roe deer
Chasing in the woods,
Struggling severely
And found her routes.
(c) January 16'
Wild routes
© Copyright: Анастасия Не Танцует, 2016
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