Kill me please with your cold indifference,
Take my dying heart in your arms and break.
After meeting you I became a freak,
But I wouldn't choose another existence.
You changed all my world and you took it's place,
You put out my sun and lit up yourself.
You became my air and my hopeless grave,
In your frozen eyes I can see the space.
And I wouldn't choose any other way
Even if there'll be only tears and storms.
There is only phrase that I want to say -
All my poems for you and my heart is yours.
Only you
© Copyright: Жанна Ахтямова, 2022
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