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Конец света (Ukr)

My head feels cold inside,

my heart rises into my throat,

I feel ill, overwhelmed,

betrayed by life and family,

sensing, knowing

impending doom

soon to thunder downstairs.


(To be continued…










Sometimes it’s out of your control.

Such as, today, and yesterday, yet again…

They decided

… and you’re blindsided.

Fucked-over for their convenience.

(To be continued…)









Your potential is great…

But everything conspires to suffocate:

time, people, place,

all manipulate and violate.

(fuck them and the devil!)









“Baby doll,” he said to me,


“everything’s fucked up and then you die.”

He swallowed, then sighed:

“And don’t go thinking you can rely on me.”