In the chaos of the soul

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By waving the wrinkled wings,

I fell tired in the empty field,

no way goes to the grasses that are gray,

with a sigh, I look for a throbbing heart.

Confused anger and burning longing,

foolish thoughts with countless dreams,

stiff fingers and lost hopes

sink into the memory of my tears.

I hear the whisper of a deadly silhouette,

pale shadow, a ghost in the dark.

Are you, a human shout

or do I hear a voice of loneliness again?

Why wander in the abandoned fields,

craving the last meeting,

she was deep in her dreamy spines,

has shrouded in her a hot love?

I'm lost in the blind mist,

Even the stars in the sky were extinguished.

Somehow I got used to everything in me to hurt.

The footsteps are stretched. I do not find the way.

It is late. My body is breathless,

and his bones rotten in the field.

It burns a flame, huddled in my breasts -

fiery love burning heart.

The flesh eats blood particles,

they buried an airy dream.

White-tailed birds fly to the sky,

and far from it is tar.

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Much love - Krisii

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