I am fierce and wild , though not young.
am always ready to tear my foes.
My spine is from iron , blood - spicy wine.
I've seen light and darkness , was very deep down.
I'll live till I'm old , am praying for this.
my candle is burning , it does not make smoke.
the heart was betrayed , abandoned by friends.
But never forget to thank dear Lord.
I smell like a hound- what to expect.
Heavens sometimes are talking to me.
I know I am mental, can't even hide.
but owls comfort me - I am their folk.
I am fierce and wild, though not young
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2019
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