Once upon a time
It used to be the same
Nor a single lie
Nor a singe shame.
Every time I cry
It's all about you
Whatever how I try
To simply get it through.
I'm falling on the ground
I'm raising up my hands
I have the only doubt:
Why God so soon it pasts?
I see the light on further,
I see you calling me.
It only drives me nervous -
I've lost my dignity.
And paths we used to hike
And road we used to drive
Are closed for the endless time
And well, so is my life...
Lost
© Copyright: Сергей Евгеньевич Мирзоев, 2018
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