OUT WORLD.
When you get tired of smart poems with technically complex syllables,
It can be very nice to read the lines of young, inexperienced people. She
not a poet, if a poet, of course, is such only after acquiring
recognition. She is a poet only because she is young and unconventional.
It’s as if the spirit of the creator has recently awakened in her and is doing
He is the first, timid steps into the world of creativity. Let's see
for this...
And her name is “DRAW”. She is a "GOT" in spirit.
Raped angel
You saw violet petals in your dream.
You inhaled the scent of dark red roses.
You said goodbye forever to the world of childhood dreams.
He was too weak and pathetic for you.
You are innocent and bright in a white veil.
The broken wings are hidden behind the back.
You are covered in dirt and covered in saliva.
Hiding from the sun deep in the basement.
And from the cold the needles freeze in the eyes.
Someone gently paws the strings of your soul.
A fat jackpot of lust is torn from your body.
Now you know how cruel the games are.
You're lying on your stomach, laughing and crying,
With the meat, the torn out wings were hidden in the closet.
You are covered in dirt and covered in saliva.
Everything will be like everyone else's - differently.
You saw violet petals in your dream.
You inhaled the scent of dark red roses.
You said goodbye forever to the world of lies and tears.
He was too gray and pathetic for you...
12/24/02
Angel and Demon
You are my angel, but withsmile of a demon.
Turning my soul into an iceberg,
Bitterly promising darkness and sweetness,
You occupy the left lobe of the heart.
You occupy the right share of the heart,
Burning my soul with passion,
Suffering from his own fire,
You are my demon, but with the eyes of an angel.
The soul is cut exactly in half -
Ice and fire, right and left.
Am I soaring into the sky towards an angel?
Either I'm falling into the arms of a demon...
02/15/02
Man jumping in the corner
You've been backed into a corner.
What are you going to do, jump?
I was scared in front of this formation
Jerking your limbs?!
And you take it and snap back,
And bury your nose in the corner.
And let them put a bullet in the back of your head,
But they won’t spoil your heart...
Goth
She cut her hair with a razor
And painted them black.
There are bloody stripes on the wrists,
And there is no turning back...
...They consider me a goddess at night,
And for God - a bloody sunset.
There are so many of them wandering around the world -
These gloomy and pale guys.
Eternal mourning, melancholy and crucifixions.
There are no smiles on black lips.
These kids are playing curse games
And they want to stay in dreams...
Slave
White skin, black hair,
There are bloody stripes on the narrow back,
Lips are split, nails are broken,
Ankles tied, elbows twisted.
Again you ask to enter my dark world of pain.
If I turn away, you will throw yourself at my feet.
Swinging my whip, I obey you.
I cause pain, I cry and repent.
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