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Censored of Mine. (Andrey Mozharov)

***
I have so many faces
I can’t myself discern
I walk in many paces
Of no one concern.

I grope in the mist
I am blind and deaf
Silence and calm do not exist
Even after death.

25/08/03


***
The weather is shitty
My mind is bare
There is no pity
And I do not care.

28/08/03


***
It lives in the sands of a desert
It swims in the waters of lie
I feel its sinister presence
Tracing me from the darkening sky.

26/08/03


***
Something inside tries to kill my Love
Something tears my heart apart
That something is not definitely a love
That something is opposite to God.

28/08/03


***
My Heart has grown cold
My Soul’s  flying away
My body’s getting old
I see my own betray.

28/03/06


***
I’ve always dreamt to live a lot of lives
I’ve tried to be a bad -
I’ve tried to be a good boy
Now I’m a Man though I am not sure
Who doubts? – Spit to that face
I’m trying to be myself
You should understand –
I’m not an easy case….

28/03/06


***
You give me such an ecstasy
I still forget myself.
I can’t destroy my jealousy
You are my only wealth.

4/09/03

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