by UmmkaKokshetau, Kazakhstan
Aug 2017 436 Views 0 comments
You that - pain, you don't release me
You that - pain, you don't release me,
and to shower you tear mine to rags,
I lack air as though,
and heart is torn a bird from a breast.
but there will be a day when soul thaws,
I will leave bad everything behind,
and now quietly I walk,
and help to ask God to me...
and to shower you tear mine to rags,
I lack air as though,
and heart is torn a bird from a breast.
but there will be a day when soul thaws,
I will leave bad everything behind,
and now quietly I walk,
and help to ask God to me...
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Posted: Aug 2017
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