Nostalgia

And once again despair is kissing me
 With her cold ghostly lips
 My own destruction is leading me to my grave
 That I digged for many times
 And once again I'm becoming a spectral thought
 Forgotten, sad, miserable shit
 As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories
 You've broken us, piece by piece
 The score of my soundtrack is written by blood
 Music of suicide written in red
 I did it myself, my wrists are also opened
 And like my tears, it's cascading
 Everything has been lost behind us
 On my kness, hands on my face
 The sun is appearing into the spring morning
 Where I'm lying there's just nothing than my dust
 Now you don't care about him
 You live on the other side of feelings
 But our February snow
 is now covering my lifeless body
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 Nostalgia!
 Nostalgia!
 Nostalgia!