I was ruined, damaged, broken
And I used manipulation
I was always told that loathe
Doesn’t help to keep relations
There’s no sense when your own hatred
Aims at you so you lose patience
And control
And faith...
You battle
‘gainst the lowest of temptations.
You....brought light to my existence
It can’t go without notice
All I want is your persistence
And your wish to keep the promise.
You, dear
© Copyright: Анастасия Седельникова, 2019
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