I'm tired of living, I'm tired of thinking,
From these events and fully empty of desires.
That once again we are all at edge of knife,
While pincers of insidious disappointment fires.
And world around, resembles as a dream.
So money that beckons to everyone, are suddenly became again dust.
And birds in yard chirp in the unison,
Talking about the love of violence of past.
From loyal friends
The Last Bright Circle -
It is outlined by the gentle spring of sun.
And you are like f..ing Moses,
Just threw the tablets suddenly,
And look in window, where it was begun.
So tired
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