Once upon a time you told me:
"This is time of lies and cold,
All the fear become stony,
People keen on only gold.
You are naпve, you are lovely -
This is not the world of dream!
Oh, this faith can make you lonely
If you won't be like team!
Maybe, I want to be kinder,
I would like to have more friends,
But I used to be conqueror
For avoiding badly ends...
You have great imagination,
You are active, you are strong,
But your childish expectation
Can be absolutely wrong...
I'm not cold and I'm not cruel,
I want only save my close,
But I haven't soul fuel,
I don't know it, I suppose...
Now you know my situation,
And you see, I have no choice.
It will be their demonstration,
After that we won't hear noise..."
Truth
© Copyright: Анна Даркнисс, 2018
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