He's going to pay for my broken wings.
He's going to pay for my very pale cheeks.
for exhaustion that filled my body and Soul.
He's going to pay for the nights full of tears.
I'm no joyful, no wise
I have nowhere to go.
all the roads are closed.
There's no Heavenly light.
Today I am crying
Don't wish to be lonely
I wanna some kindness.
Is there a chance?
He s going to pay
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2018
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