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Unspoken words
482 / 0 / 15 летMy conscience's clean, my deeds are right
Then why..., I feel so ill inside...
I walk alone along the line
The actions- someones,but not mine
I've changed so much and there's no doubt
Sees everyone in vain to hide
I'm dead - alive, no sound about...
No move, no step, no glance aside
I've lost my grip of precious gift
And loose my breath and mind... and lift
My spirit over dump of dreams...
New day redeems...
Unspoken words and time through fingers...
I loose my hope and life still lingers.
