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Andriana Kabatsii

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Ukraine Mukachevo, Ukraine
1 month 19 days back
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on the service 4 months 6 days

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  • 1 USD

    Song

    Poems, Songs & Prose
    Wild wild wild beast
    He hides where no one knows
    Where no one sees his snarl
    Where no one hears his howl

    Quiet quiet quiet step
    So inconspicuous from afar
    And even up close, his approach is not visible

    Tears the heart to shreds
    The soul cries from that string
    That the beast touches with a bony hand

    And he is called loneliness
    Screams in the darkness, words pour like a flood
    That scream gives no place to any ray
    Neither warm nor bright color
    Only darkness and a quiet howl
  • 2 USD

    Romantic confession of love

    Poems, Songs & Prose
    Your love is my wings
    In the sky of dreams and hopes
    Your words are my sails
    In the sea of life and doubts
    You are my air, which I fill my lungs with
    You are my thirst and passion that pulse in my veins
    You are the lifebuoy that won't let me drown
    In the sadness where one can simply suffocate
    Once my heart told me to come to my senses
    And to collide with you with my lips
    To always live in love
    So let's sew the canvas of the future together
  • 1 USD

    Poem

    Poems, Songs & Prose
    Her sweet lips, enchanting gaze
    Her posture was like that of a swan
    Words could change your worldview
    And her eyes were blue, pure as dew

    And that lady, unafraid of the night
    Walked to meet him in a parade
    The best day of the year
    Her appearance in his life became

    But feelings not a drop in a callous heart
    The stone lady brought none of her own
    And tears rolled down her lovely face
    But immediately washed away by abundant water

    In her thoughts, that maiden had only wealth
    Only his things from overseas shores
    Banknotes and iron carriages
    On which he carried her

    And on that day she wore a white dress
    A veil covered her unsmiling face
    Guests arrived, there was no turning back
    And only she gloomily greeted everyone

    But what despair, what shock befell
    When she came to her senses after the wine
    Already sitting with her hands tied
    In his basement, where she once entered herself