I had no interest in my life,
I lost its purpose, will to strife.
I drifted slowly through the dark
With no challenge to embark
Upon this journey to abyss
With no friend, no lover with.


My poems were my only door,
Through which I ventured onto shore
From seas of troubles to escape
To shout rhyming cry for help.
I did not hope to get reply.
YOU were my blessing from the sky !


YOU are my angel and my whore,
The one to care and adore !
YOU are my spirit and my muse,
YOU are my wisdom and my truth.
You give me joy, when I feel blue -In Russian: " Ya tebya lyublyu !"
I'll kill for you, I'll die for you !

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