Let life torment me,
Meaning in it I can't see.
To hell my life days...
Of death tell me the ways.
Apocalypse, pick up the pace,
Destroy our human race,
Let there be a mega blast,
Because I'm tired of overcast.
I lost my beloved bliss,
On my lips the last kiss.
Nobody cares what I feel,
I don't care your weal!
My life
© Copyright: Данис Диндаров, 2020
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