Пишу рассказы и книги с девяти лет. Обожаю создавать свои миры. Я не поэт, но пишу стихи как песни к своим книгам. Люблю книги.
I like to write books. I had been writin books since i was nine yers old. My life — in books.
Chose of duty
The last our day you remember was funny
Full of carelessness, repose and sunny
And you can continue life, not to change your fate.
So, will you go ahead or stop in this state?
So much ways
in front of you are staying
So much days
in your life were rainy
But empty fates in the world so many
You’ll be in social or will be with your nature.
And when you will chose your role you can not yet return.
Will you want to rewrite your usual life plan?
Or will you sit shameful, cheeks like rose?
So, it is your chance and it is your chose.
you must live your long life
you’re as if on blade of knife
Fate is only your sad satellite
And you are falling now in a dark gulf.
And when the last lifes will run in front of you
Capricious, null, meak, grave and very good
When you’ll understand the darkness of your fate,
But continue your duty, you’ll be compensate.
help to treat your wounds
stop this endless rounds
Everything will change, all will be as you want,
But remember that now you’re in this duty swamp!