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I'm not paying for a year. Left snot in the past. But fucking thoughts, you know everything about her. love her.

Insparable people passing by.

And I blind from the smoke of Strip, everything remained in my knowledge.

And only the slightest thin sound. And he will interrupt all reflections on life, as if they jerked the string.

I poured coffee. Having hooked later jeans to dry. And I went back. in development or sense. When the new twist of shit is still a lot, like behind. And I do not want to go ahead. Close in the bathroom. Hold the curtains and sit in the corner like everyone around. What is the point here? In all these poems. Recognition? dismissed. I do not want to know what people listen. And if those in the same mood of sad that hour is root. And tuck clothes thinking about gentle. And about the fact that we once lost not to return.

And it will not be possible to forget Rhapsodi, about passion. After all, every day the memories are called. And here, listed mint pages, I am writing a complete sadness of a new verse. When I think about her, always dream. But we probably will not, let's not together. My abstract visions are full of tears in the bathroom to the edges. But I'm not paying for a year. Left snot in the past, but fucked thoughts all about her. Still, slowly overlook the prose. In the east, the sun at 5 am already stands up and I forgot my desires and dreams. All is full of stupid and emptiness I write at night with tea and in the kitchen. in the kitchen himself. alone with myself. And you write to me the main thing more. And even though it hurts me but I love you so much. And wake up, these are only my poems. And I am dehydrated.