Know my beast which is up too good.
Pills and liquids won't get through.
Preys are cure, preys are cure.
I stay inside to not have your look.
My preach is like the triangle
of your girls, true.
Spinning round around and it's cool for you.
Hedonism is sin but sometimes it's clue.
To not stride the line there too soon.
People, lands and time are your really roots.
But it is up to you what you wanna choose.
Loneliness and bliss, better realism.
To not betray your soul is more than just to live.
Know my beast which is up too good...
© Copyright: Анастасия Будейко, 2021
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