So many times I gave my soul for nothing,
For friends that didn't worth a coin,
For love that was illusion, game of loving,
For relatives that never cared, never came on point.
Did I regret? And can regrets be helpful?
Aren't they the waste of time, indeed?
If someone asked me: " Would you act like that again?"
I'd say: "My life was not a theatre, I bear every lesson deep in me!"
And what is a life but an illusion?
And Love that people waste on money, pleasures of the world, as if they'll make you free!..
All that you take from world is waste of time but one,
Is true - it's what you give, it's what makes you Unique!
June 7, 2020
Annie Moonlight
Unique
© Copyright: Айнур Кадирова, 2020
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