Stop, do not destroy yourself, dear ...
It hurts so much to see it all.
After all, life cannot offend us,
She is only a test - Fate.
Do not run away from life
Believe This is not an option - a false path -
Only escape.
And it seems - when it is unbearable to live -
When there are too many problems and pains -
And it seems - your “Road” is lost ...
Tell yourself. I am right and I can. I will be wise.
I will overcome everything ...
I'm alive now.
I am human.
Mischa M., 2017
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Every day is your name.
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Rhymes and lines.
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And another may -
He's like a cry into the void.
I try to forget
Every day is your name.
I'm trying to spill,
White light - in the dark.
You erased yourself long ago
Our memory and nights.
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Is the rage of pain burning?
This is stupid, pointless,
Rhymes and lines.
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This heart hurts.
Do not break each other,
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And the body goes crazy.
I so want to see you...
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And the smell of sandalwood, at your hands.
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And the body goes crazy.
I so want to see you...
I do not know how to tell you about it.
You give me the breath of Life.
This short moment,
Two hours of happiness ...
How is this possible? ...
Lose yourself only from touch -
And the smell of sandalwood, at your hands.
I cry I sing when you're around,
All this silently and my soul sings.
And every time - you leave ...
I just can not -
I need to tell you
About that I feel.
And let you go ... maybe.
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