Yaroslav Shtets Poems

Being seen by others countless times,
No one knew the mystery of its reflection;
Endless soreness was ferocious over me,
Even any try was a completely foolish waste of time,
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Thirdly, it was a frenzied glimpse of thought that filled the mind;
Invaded swiftly when I needed it the most whilst being on the edge of my stability, completely devastated, with a bleeding heart and soul, because of self-stupidity;
I had that time when the only thing I wished sincerely - to finish the existence of mine was;
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When I saw you all at first, my heart could skip a beat,
Because nothing felt so realistic as your voice and laughter;
Tender, deep brown eyes with artistic beauty and ability to pierce whoever's soul and body,
But even then, I realised it could vary depending on the sunlight that filled your eyes with sandy colour,
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