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Sheet photo, dragged the swamp,

..... you .... hooked the idiot ....

But we .... Zamuzgans in these heights

Feelings have stopped in these morning traffic jams ...

Runly. loved all these parties ..

Studs, clothes, he is familiar and no more

I sit at the bus stop, in a black green sweatshirt

Sculits the dog, let's up, I believe that it is not sick

There is a chance. This sadness is a side effect.

Years later .... Sand sticks in Izyana

And there was a stone lock as a result of sand

I found and climb from my own pit

Black List. I appreciated because of the scene?

Half a year of the buzz, then the masks flew ..

Dima Skipel. Well, followed by the lady of the benefit.

I'm sorry, I see everything I will give publicity

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Your T-shirt, your smell ... Crumpled on a blanket .... I get a lighter, so that the particles of sadness ... burned everything ... but the gas is neutё .... naked walls .... one in the dark ...

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Shalily nerves. I scored on this mas

Who blame. When your behavior branches

I took and immediately detonated plastic vase

You were deceived. The answer turned out to be incorrect

Pure confused. Let's raise bottles

Full vodka. Whatever anyone in any way

Such a person. And I do not slide wounds

Let the bleeding, I consider this outcome better

....... and waiting for heat. But the sky is tightened, in clouds

Rain in Moscow. I wet stepping, susanin

And smile. Collecting your thoughts in a bunch

Imperceptibly go like a train at an empty train station

Unknown where, without a ticket, how

Hare

I am published, in my head now the mess

I throw up the phone, and my room will be ever busy.

Taboo and basta. Love dies like a fact