While was a student, lost so much time ..
Thoughts poured out of the head as if lemming,
broken into the blood of her knees, meetings beaten by controversy,
Love body clogged, fell in minus vision ..
Creativity is no longer those weakened immunity ..
And someone whispers "to enjoy it is not necessary for him." ..
and I spoke the notebook on the topic of life,
But he himself was not standing on the right path - I spent myself for a long time ..
And I do not need the essence of stolen, for the sake of
We are tired in life? .. It's time to burn ..
and allegedly find a wife will delight the thief
As long as I decorate the face of the raven parade ..
roads all lead to death, but not to Rome,
Removing the speculation, maybe you can not accept you ..
And I'm on Ring from fate already run tired
and turn around for long burnt bridges
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And in the pursuit of the dream I will legalize
Yes, only this is essentially an instinct,
And I would stop looking for it in different living rooms,
But only before the depths of the house I can't do it ..
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I am not an enemy, not comrade, but not close in spirit,
I do not open the veask only to squeak under the ear ..
While in everyday life you cook, I change the ordination,
brazen in the soul climb, the legs are not even wiped ..
I am sure that the moment will come when in me
Good and evil all sore in the last war ..
And I probably then only find peace
Well, while I'm driven back inside
And I am in the fire, and in the water, and in the copper pipes we are lying down ..
We ourselves decide whether we need this exam ..
Eyes slapping when only touch
throws us in the abyss, and the parachutes are all busy ..
But I do not measure the place, I am not inactive.
In the society Mesil, the Word is my at least something, yes weighs.
And let someone infuriates, but know, I'm all this ..
I'm trying to change something at least verses and songs
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Life passed a third or one fourth
I would drill or at least reassure, I b
Give itself from the cell of this convention.
In the meantime, only nodes on verse
I put the rhyme and someone's reading.
I am not a poet, and alas, far from chutch.
In the word, although it did not work, alive,
But I do not pass the age-old line and in
The memory of someone's children will not remain even atom.
The road was replaced by a rope to me,
And let me not an equilibrist,
I do not care, I will not demolish the storm, nor the breeze.
Do not fall into eternity - to get to the continuum.
If not here, I will be somewhere quoted.
I will not get a scalp - got a scalpel.
Less - at least someone, and shed a couple of drops.