loud voice is screaming inside me
You are lying on the beach
and I´m thinking to be,
or not to be.
Your fingers are cold.
Your eyes are closed.
Your mind is empty,
and your soul
is here no more.
I can´t believe.
Why do you sleep?
I´m on knees.
And my heard bleeds..
Grains in your hair,
knife in your breast.
My hands on your face
and pain in my chcest.
Not to be-
is the answer.
I´m standing on the pier.
I´m watching the waves.
I´m falling into them,
and smiling on your face.
Moon was repleaced by the sun,
and there are two ended lifes.
Sea glints,
and they rest in piece.
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