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Secret glances and mouthed words,
From across the room
A love of two remains hidden far away yet inches away from finding doom.
Playful glares and annoying smirks
Who am I? Who are you?
I look for you
I seek you everywhere I go
Who are you? who am I?
How do you know me?
Why do you know me?
The monsters crying sad
Do you ever think
About the stars in the middle of the dark
Do you ever wonder
If they are scared
If they are not
Do you even know
Prophetic poetry
Is being written
With an angel’s feather
That intentionally
Having fallen
Out of his white wing
It's been six months since I last had a suicidal thought.
Six months since calling the hotlines.
Suffering in bed.
“How do I catch monsters?”
I’m probably one of the many girls
who asks such a question.
They’re welcomed to wonder:
“Why do you wish to catch any monsters?
I let my hair grow
Not to be sad
Not to be bad
But to be brave
When I let go of what I had
She's like a star
I can only see her face from afar
She's like a river
She has life flowing through her blood
She's a giver
I wander from one current to another
Море – мене так манить глибина,
Що там насправді, невідомо.
Це місце дуже загадкове
І дивовижні всі твої місця.
Мені казали, що тебе бояться,
Це смішно, адже я тебе люблю.
Dear Peter Pan,
Oh, how I have loved you the most,
Your stories in Neverland are far more precious than gold,
Those who never talk about death
Never seen her before
Never met her eye-to-eye
Never witnessed the burial of a lifeless body,
A coffin full of bones
They never met her
