All the demons I keep in my head,
All the weather inside, dry and wet,
All the flowers from beautiful lands
I dedicate to you.
All emotions and disinterest,
All the pain that I feel in my chest,
All the words silly called «the best»
I’ll hide in the dew.
All the hours of carefree joy,
All the feelings that you could destroy,
All the things that extremely annoy
I’ll forget.
All the kisses and touches at all,
All the promises were not performed,
All that you’ve broken down before
Make the end.
31.10.18
The End
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