Darkness has paid me the visit,
Just in the middle of day.
My life, like orange, I've squeezed it,
Now I don't know what's my way.
Blackout came to...as a choke,
Easy as a flock of black birds.
Life's always such a fun joke,
That we can't really find the words.
My memories went on vacation
Without informing the root.
And I've failed my identification,
And I've lost my mind and my roof.
All of my doubts are a virus,
Like euphoria but sad.
What were my real desires?
Or will I find my Jesus instead?
Darkness has paid me the visit
© Copyright: Мурзин Алексей Николаевич, 2018
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