11 августа 2011 года в11.08.2011 17:46 6 0 10 1

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I’m feeling cold today, all day.
I hate this fucking yesterday.
Your living line is badly started.
You can’t remember when you dated.

My hands today are bound by ice.
You always tell me only lies.
Cheap parties don't give me much luck.
I wanted by cold juice or drag.

Excusable rays of happiness.
I want free time, I want some rest.
And everything will change with weather.
I want be with my hate, together.

We said goodbye to past, and now
I can imagine, every hour
I see big future, very great.
We played with dream, but it's not late.

We will avoid storms, cries and murders.
I felt this freezing wind on shoulders.
Time's so good when you tormented
You're my muse, but badly painted.

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