“Questions”


Why did you tell me lies?

Why did you let me die?

Why there’s the biggest price

To love? Just tell me – why?

From where this desolation?

Your hate became my grave.

Your hate – me condemnation,

But I am not your slave.

Pride is the wolf you feed.

You can finish this fight.

You see – my soul is bleed.

You can stop it, but you don’t tried.

This is our last day,

I haven’t some words more to say,

And now I am going away

And just leave you. I won’t more play.

22.02.2016 22:01

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