letter

Наталия Баталова
Dear...
please... give me a hand
I am at the end of snow...
I am at the end...
now
please...look into the eyes...
everything is lies
even at the end..
freands
lovely are near
make me no fear...
ear
don't hear you...
eyers doesn't veiw...
a few
words enought to hear
to end a life with fear
of loss...
Dear...