I do not expect anything

< Anna Tantsyura



I do not expect anything,
Only the smell of forgotten
aprons Shows in you need,
Through the road of my agonies.
Forget
banal world The pages are not confessing
You killed me through
Do not leave the desire for light.
I write, that's all I can
And I wander through the ashes of glory.
I thought, I can not.
But now I can leave.
Through ink
forgotten lines Through the spring spark
poets Serving a term appointed
And I pay for all their budgets.
Only the night, as before, empty
I'm not hurt - a little strange,
I can not, as before, blossom
And give all the heat constantly.
You broke? No, she broke down,
But I am in your aura back.
Maybe even very happy,
Though in the past I confess error.
And I will not be able to eclipse the memory
Harmfulness of the sun in black.
I just learned to live
In a world where you do not have ... More