My way of tears is so long... And way of happiness was short... Every your thing is going wrong, Your vital road does not sort. And looking in the depth of past You will revive the brightest shining, You are not last and not the first Loosing from hands your dazzling lightning. My heart was burning like a flame, And now it must be too cold... My heart should be in the frame Of ice, just feeling were told: Forget of everything , it's time Of senseless cruel desperation. And he will be forever mine In dreams, without causation... | 
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