"I don't know what to do..."
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Where is the truth? Two faces, Two swords, Two worlds. Masquerade of liars, Pantomime of desires, River of sounds, And everything nothing. Parade of imaginary brotherhood: Banners of covered deceit. Will fall on the ground, Without a glory aureole. White and Red Stripe, Symbol of liberators forces. Blue and Green Stripe, Symbol of bloodthirsty horde » Continue Reading
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When I fall on my knees, I saw a circle of people. On the high stage of spire, They silently watched a landscape. And I coudn't belived my own eyes, Right behind, the empty stone frame. On the wall that us surround, I saw how far we from the ground. And horizon was swallowed, With a waves of pink skies. Like a sea without storm, This waves were rounding. People calml » Continue Reading
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In the cold eastern land, Where I was born, where is I’m living. It's often to put the dead body, With a legs towards the doorway. Did you hear anyway? » Continue Reading
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To you, my dearest teacher I’m writing this, encouraging speech. You put a light in my dark soul And seed a little fire into it. I was so lost in such big world, But you take our path in long. In tough languor I followed to you, And with every year it’s seems to me final. Not many of your craft With thrilling in their minds desire Can’t seed a wisdom in the pupils hearts And pupils don... » Continue Reading
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I punch myself in the chest with my fist: A low, strangled cry. My heart is beating hysterically. In anticipation of an unexpected death. The blood boils in my veins, I am the ghost of daylight. People won't remember my appearance, Between which I am moved by the light. The sunlight irritates my eyes, So rare in this gray time. I clench my hand into a fist, I want to do something. » Continue Reading
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The nineteenth century: Industrial boom, The second half of the century, A manufactory is being built here. The twentieth century, Farewell, emperor. On your ruins, We will build a new world. We will tear down the dome of the church, We will melt it down for metal. A monument to Karl Marx, Cast like a temple. The construction continued, The race of communism. » Continue Reading
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A grey blanket, The sun has covered us. Hiding from the streams, The silent screams. The clouds are bottomless, Looking down from above Don't look for the gaps, Don't look for a thought You've been abandoned by God Forgotten by yourself Is there any peace in this world Does anyone know peace? Thou art in the world Does anyone know That you walk the world With your own foot? No, » Continue Reading
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