Lonely days are forgotten, pain has passed away.
I begin a new life , it'll wash history, clear my brain.
I remember mistakes , that were made
recall my misfortunes , those with whom I slept.
I am too tired to cry under the Moon.
am a Princess now , will overcome my doom.
I love myself now , if noone does .
it is rather rough , but it is my Path.
Lonely days are forgotten
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2018
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