My tears are my actuality
Now my childhood is fantasy
Pain is like snake stings
Now abruptness is my reality
And you’re like river Styx
It hurts, it hurts
The daggers are your words
But I smile instead of drowning into Styx
But you hurt me
I laugh instead of dying in hellish desert
I don’t curse
Аnd don’t urge all of your witches have to burn
It’s cruel game that I ever know
And I’ll win with all of my wounds
Even you’ll feed all of rebellion wolves
Tear down your mask my eyes aren’t like yours
And I’ll win in spite of all of my wounds
Pain is like snake but my smile is antidote
You’ll lose everything that you got
Even you’ll feed all of rebellion wolves
All acts of God will go to you
And I’ll win in spite of all of my wounds
Styx
© Copyright: Анна Маннана, 2020
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