A Poem by Lexy Liberty

Someone wants to be rich,
Someone wants to be loved.
All that I need is nothing
 Аnd nothing - is all I have.
I am not jealous people
Who have their Greatest Care.
Because I love my Nothing
Surrounds me everywhere.

When I come home at evenings
I lock my scratched door,
Turn on my tape with silence ,
Lay down on the floor
And quietly wait for morning,
Habitual it will be -
Me looking at the mirror
 And nothing is all I see.

© 2012 Lexy Liberty

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Added on November 2, 2012
Last Updated on November 2, 2012


Lexy Liberty
Lexy Liberty

Omsk, Siberia, Russia

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