Oblivion
Your lovely name will sink into oblivion
Your pretty face will lose its charm
And all your moves and gestures that were accurate
Would be uncomfident and clumsy
You were the reason of human death
They sold their souls for hearing your voice
You were a siren, who took their last breath
You were the greatest creature of Nyx
People compared your body to the art
They tagged along without a word
They called you Seducer, Sweetheart, the God
But no one could see your wrenched wings
Copyright © Alisa Balaieva | Year Posted 2018
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