Igor Wolfson

Rookie (26/12/1989)

The End - Poem by Igor Wolfson

And the veil is closing
Darkest clothing
Darkest mood and eyes are black

The enter to the soul - a fake
And I am shaking
Its so cold here, I am breaking

For the sake... of life
For all that made you cry
I'm sorry, I shall not be back

The track is much more harder now
And feel the pain... and feel it in your veins...
And death you see! And you are slave! and YOU now in the grave!

...and anger perishes away


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2009



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