Somewhere Between

She lives somewhere between
Her best and worst illusion.
She has no place to hide,
Obsessed with this confusion.

Her heart’s in blood,
Her soul burns bright on fire.
And everything’s so wrong,
She’s killed by sweet desire.

She lives somewhere between
Her dream and life’s reality.
And there’s no reason to go on,
She’s caught by sad insanity.

And nobody will give a help,
And everybody are so blind.
And in this world she’s so alone,
And her fate plays with broken mind.

She lives somewhere between
The ways of life and death.
Without love she will die,
And it’s her final breath…
With her last letter to nobody.

"Анна Жданова"
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