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Go away, disappear, closing your eyes.

I fall to all the fault that cliff.

Excerpts tears, I really want to die, you fate in hell to burn.

Calm down. The black sun. There will be no warmth, but I cannot forget you.

Bitch I am going to meet with death. Failing goodbye.

I'm just tired, my breath lost.

I bask at the cold, bending with hunger.

But I find your eyes in the crowds, I am in silence because of you loudly. But I will die for a very long time.

And something colitis, on the floor I will bleed. And you will sleep sweetly and you won’t open your eyes.

The countdown went, it flows less and less red.

Leave the memory, the damned swans became black like us.

All dreams on the gallows so that you stop dreaming. Successful tears in the face.

Step and get rid of. You will play my grave, read "She never fell in love" ...

This is not taken out, the last picture on the rest of life, and you were her meaning.

He will put out all the sparks, death because of the whim.

There is no winner not a prize here.

Love story complete blood, drugs and alcohol. You are in the lead role.

Love is a false prism, native and terrible height of the cornice.

The noise of the wind, the fall of the wrong body, after the shot, a.

Repentance in the voice, a call at 2 a.m., sobs, heavy breathing and heartbeat.

A sad story, but listen to it to the end.

After all, you feel better, help you calm down.

It makes no sense to throw minoras into the void, and yet it’s easier to agree than to condemn.

And you should not wait for something adequate, wrinkles and gray hair appear from naivety.

She alone is given this fate, but there is always a choice.

It’s easier for someone to be a puppet, well, or a puppeteer.

I will look at this from the side, and sometimes you know funny.

Watch how you make ridiculous mistakes, but it is addictive to the routine that we weaved like a web.

You do not take into account all your feelings and fears of your existence with your own person.

Banally killing a fresh portion of alcohol.

She climbed into the loops from the misunderstanding of the desired, aggravated the situation trying to turn everything back.

Again she stumbled, stepped, drowned her dreams.

Again, the words crashed into the head, but the memory failed over time.

In the subject you are or not in the subject. Your opinion is parallel.

A cheap reputation played a role, now you are zero, and you are just zero.

False surrounded by faces, and do nothing.

You go through your meters, and it remains only to continue.

And wait for a fair wind ...