I wanna power to kill my brain.
I wanna faith I could not exist.
Can I look for the painless traces?
Do I want to?..
Each dawn revives machine.
Each breath gives it strength.
Someone has closed two lives.
In one feeling structure.

It sees warmth in a hand's reach.
It does't love persons, just warmth.
It can't choose, the second hurts,
Though wisdom remains in candour.

It drowns nearness in words.
And still in war, and still in...
And always. Will always come?
But always lost vwith fear.

O who made them alive,
Just to outlive their lives.
The same, who created machine.
Different ideas. Insane.

I wanna power to kill my brain.
I'm waiting for not-existing.
Let light-hearted dusk to come.
Everlasting...

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