My veins are full of poison.
While pale fingers squeeze roses.
In front of me in various poses.
The bodies are frozen.
It hurts me a bit.
Spikes cut the skin.
wild desire to sing.
And scream.
Useless life like flies.
Will pass over time.
I don't want to be afraid of this knife.
While I'm young and burning in the fire.
Now or never.
Otherwise fall.
Forever and ever.
I will become a doll.
I'm tired.
I have no more strength.
Nothing inside.
Let it seem strange.
Please don t need any more pain
© Copyright: Акай Оками, 2020
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