Medicines for life

Today I want

to die in my sleep

Instead I am

washing my face

My legs are shaking

but I am putting

on my clothes

and walking

There is

a mountain calling

Come, Kristy come

My trails

are medicines

for your life

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Indestructible

Earlier my body

was machine

indestructible

with programs

for flying

for jumping

for fighting

Now my

machine parts

are rusty

and my programs

inoperative

My soul is

not machine

but it's still

indestructible

It knows

how to fly

how to jump

how to fight

Missing

For many she is

just one more

newspaper's face

but for them

she is every rustle

every trail

They look for her

in every apartment

in every corner

of streets and squares

Sometimes some haircut

awakens their hope

that it's hers

but every time

an owner of haircut

looks at them confused

Sometimes they

get wind of how

only what is left

of the majority

of missing people

are their bones

but they still believe

that their beloved

with an angel's smile

couldn't die

And they

live forgetting

their lives

and they

look for her

and look for

and look for...

The wind has lost his mind

The wind has lost his mind

He is desperately howling

as if he knows my feelings

The wind has lost his mind

His thoughts are frozen

as if he knows you died

The wind has lost his mind

He is breaking glass and trees

as if he is mad at death

I have lost my mind

I hear your voice

I see your smile

as if you are alive

Natural colors

I have a right

to show my face

without chemicals

and to keep all

my body hair

I have a right

not to cut my curves

nor to fill them

nor my wrinkles

I have a right to love

more than the plastic

my skin which

absorbs and breaths

I am a woman

with natural colors

without heels

I am married

to freedom

I was born with

all decorations

I need