i stand at a cold old window.
on empty streets pours a rain.
the emptiness in my heart gives rise to a wild pain.
but now is does not matter.
does not matter that i hope and i want love.
does not matter that my hopes doomed on destruction.
i always look in my reflection in a mirror.
it seems to me so lifeless…
i on the way to suicide…
last time i stand at a cold old window. an empty street
as if my heart….
n-body can keep me alive.
too late for excuses.
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