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Our love story was like a Russian roulette.
I would never bet or foretell
If I had to bite a bullet.
My heart sang beautiful song,
I could fly high in the sky,
Wrote poems for the one I belong,
Didn’t think of the day I die.
He insisted on changing the rules of the game,
I ran away from the unnecessary risk,
Love forever I wanted to proclaim,
But he showed me only a big fist.
I wished him to be my husband,
He wished to use me as a toy.
I haven’t seen the foggy England,
I thought about life I would enjoy.
My heart was so gentle,
I couldn’t recognize a flirt.
The cylinder was near my temple,
But…there was no bullet in it.
LIFE GOES ON!
I SING A NEW SONG!
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)