Why do I need a heart to love,
A mind to do stupid things.
Worship a man
Cold by its inaccessibility.
Why do I need a voice to scream
From happiness, pain and passion,
And the voice can be silent,
Hiding behind the screen of misfortune.
Why do I need a hug
The child that is closest, dearer.
Soul me to Shine,
Thank you for everything, Oh God.
Why do I need a heart
© Copyright: Эдуард Гавриилович Фомин, 2020
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