It´s crucial,
what if I saw through
all the shades
of my yesterday´s
pathetic tragedies.
What if I would
break the alls of crassitude.
I wish it´s bricks don´t hurt.
Those who try to stand close to me.
And I wish I´ll never hear that:
"Hey friend, what´s happened to you?"
Never hear that from those in my heart.
It´s so easy to build the fences.
Satisfied blaming whole world.
Too proud to look inside
and catch my light.
In the process of perfection,
subversion vaporized.
Not this time! Not this place!
And I wish I´ll never hear that:
"Hey friend, what´s happened to you?"
Never hear that from those in my heart.
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