Kseniia Koliadina

November 13, 1985 - Moscow
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MY dear friend, you’re today and tomorrow
You step in my footprints, silent and hollow
I am screaming, - I am stronger! You quietly follow
My friend, my soul mate, my sorrow.

Years and years denying and hiding
Permanent buzzing that fractured inside me
Rats in the walls, the mold, lifeless flowers
Front door has survived, but there IS no more house.

My dear sweet friend, you should finally die
And please just stay quiet with the help of straight rye
Still no, buzzing grows, taking time, moving slower
Fills all of my lungs, holds on till it’s over.

My DEAR friend fear, how I hoped you would pass
I thought I could hide from the shadows you cast
Instead every year, you get more empowered
My only friend fear, you are now my lover.
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