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May 2015
My mind is ****** my own heart
The same old story, nothing new
But I'm tired, I'm sick of that
Please help me, tell me what to do.

Stop crying, begging, running, hiding,
Lying, dying and denying,
Stop crawling like a rotten worm
Start fighting, living for your soul.

But will it help, will demons die?
Will heart start beating and soul start fight?
Will sky be clear and land be green?
Will angels somehow start to win?

Take a breath and heal your wound
Dark ones shall vanish, they shall be doomed!
I've heard a song, it has revealed
That we're the ones who start to build!
Aleksandrs Babahodzajevs
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