Inclined to Run.../Maestro of Blame:
I hate my life…
Do you know, why? -
Cos you’re the Maestro of Lie;
Cos it poisoned my life…
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You’re forever in my mind,
All my thoughts are so wide.
I always keep on trying,
But my hands are “tying”…
Do you know I’m so tired,
So my pain can’t be denied…
But you won’t see me cry:
“Pillow-talk” – that’s what I like!..
Crying – is the helpless feeling.
Don’t you think so? Don’t you, really?..
Oh, you’ve never felt my heart,
That was suffering so hard…
You may kill me with a gun -
I’m not inclined to run;
You’ll invade me with an army -
Just blame anything on me…
But I know, I should escape,
To my soul will not be raped!
So forget about your gun -
I am inclined to run!..
15.11.18; 21:10-21:30.
Иллюстрация авторская: 2015 год.
Inclined to Run
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