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Михаил Скворцов

Перемена (англ.)

Cry out loud to get it fading
Feeling that I always hate
Too much anger is debating
And it`s voices infiltrate

I already know that dealing -
No one devastate me much
I and only I have stealing
Piece by piece until attach

Simple thought that nothing matter
And that no one here to trust
Life become most tiring clutter
With irrational just

But somehow I feel no fury
Eyes no longer glowing red
Nothing here have really cured me
But no longer I feel dead

Not too loud, but still im laughing
Now my mind is truly free
Something I just can`t get rid of
Finally get rid of me