Too much death that saw –
Raven’s quoth “nevermore”…
Just imagine (I can’t)
All the feelings soul’s done
All her friends, just some strangers…
Like a curse… not my verses…
But she wants to live now…
Don’t know how…
Tells herself – all along –
That she’s strong
I’m so sad now… Please, take this these tears I can share with…Nothing else can I give you… sorry… But I want you to read it. To feel, I’m not afraid. Not afraid to die. Or to be your friend.
You’re not cursed. Just believe – you’re not.
I will be your friend, even if I’ll have to die.
Моей милой подруге. Зима 2003-2004.