I called emergency twenty times
But only beeps on the other side.
My love dissolves into the dark
In an empty room without a guide.
I was beaten up a lot in the past
And every time was called to fight
With a nonexistent Human club
From the world of shadows in fading light.
Tell me the truth, so who's to blame -
For every failing in my flight?
Maybe it's the outcome of your pain
That you forgot to overwrite.
1st of September, 2023
The World of the Dead
© Copyright: Куаныш Есенов, 2023
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