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Андрей Ганюшкин: литературный дневник

The taste of life I can't describe
It's chocking on my mind
Reaching out I can't believe
Faith it can't decide


On and on I carry on
But underneath my mind
And on and on I tell myself
It's this I can't disguise


Oh, can't you see?
Holding on to my heart
I bleed the taste of life


The pace, the time, I can't survive
It's grinding down the view
Breaking out which way to choose
A choice I can't renew


Holding on I carry on
But underneath my mind
And on and on I tell myself
It's this I can't disguise


Oh, can't you see?
Holding on to my heart
I bleed, no place is safe
Can't you see the taste of life?





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