Клуб мобильного творчества
Это было написано мной в 2005 году. Предполагалось как текст несни, но дальше листка бумаги не пошло
Open the window
And glance in the night.
You'll see a black widow
With her single flight.

Her long black wings
Is touching your hair,
Caressing your skin,
She'll kiss you whit care.

And the heart become black.
No feelings, no fears.
Your will is broken.
The life without tears.

Now Shadow at your side,
Daylite is your death,
Desires are wilde,
Your life like a pest,

But you want to gain freedom,
Red clouds in the skies,
Dead end of Black Widow
Reflects in your eyes.

Dark thoughts in your head,
The night full of pain.
The knife is in your hand.
Welcome to her reign.

A soft candlelight
Is trembling on flesh
Showing an eternal fight
And the final dash.

The blade with an afford
Brake through her skin,
Black Widow is dead.
You're crying, you win.

04.03.05
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