Curtains are flying like my emotional state.
The wind is strong
My mind is not.
Sun is searing
there is nothing to breath
Summer has come
I will suffer from it.
Again and again I will be praying for cold.
Rain will come and will bring the escape.
I'm like a monkey
that's always in a fuss.
It's my life.
need to accept!
My life to accept
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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