Black background,
white silhouette,
loud ringing,
This harsh light
He flew in
And behind him the second
The day suddenly died
And brought peace.
I carried love
You broke her
Collected again
How much strength.
White helped.
Black was with you
You trampled love
And went to another.
Well love
Run further!
Only again
Don't come to me.
Tears, laughter,
Gentle light in the eyes
Better yet, sin!
Better yet, dust!
Fight between an angel and a demon for my soul
© Copyright: Ирина Мутовчийская, 2022
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