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She left her bite on his neck

Her tears corrosed any like vinegar

In no way weathered from the room smell of spirits

Even if you open the window on the unpack.

Forgotten a couple of cigarettes on the feedback

Such that no one smokes in this house

They dreamed at night about what will happen after

Who loves who who leaves.

And this fall again smells her spirits

On the sheets of traces of these ridiculous dates

In removable apartments, away from home

Why risk, just familiar

He poured another and did not eat

Mixing to live families, having interfering with garbage

Wife dreamed of what everything will be in old

And he wanted to forget her though b for a couple of minutes

Although B for a couple of days, get lost from calls among the three planes and these two people - old and new, already forgot to lean the word at once. Any bonds become fragile when the smell of something new at night. Pencil on a napkin is an uneven handwriting, how to explain to his wife, son and daughter.

-Can so even better, I finally say it

-What?

-I will tell her that I feel

-What do you feel?

She left her bite on his neck

Her tears corrosed any like vinegar

In no way weathered from the room smell of spirits

Even if you open the window on the unpack.

Forgotten a couple of cigarettes on the feedback

Such that no one smokes in this house

They dreamed at night about what will happen after

Who loves who who leaves.

How simple, easier than in the film. Beautiful Love Story Missed by someone. No about what the poets wrote in verses. Today she is here, and tomorrow it is not. Everything will evaporate and the feelings are awesome in the fly. Painting pain is extended as a ringing of coins. Ways, forget what was dressed. In the soul of autumn, around seemingly summer.

And everything seems fine, remember the past, the first date. In general, it happens sad and soon after all will release, erase the rooms, but remember by heart. SMS CONSULATION A response is sharp. Noah there is a life there is no longer a childhood. Waiting for an answer from the sky, but there is no answer. And you live further as if nothing was.

She left her bite on his neck

Her tears corrosed any like vinegar

In no way weathered from the room smell of spirits

Even if you open the window on the unpack.

Forgotten a couple of cigarettes on the feedback

Such that no one smokes in this house

They dreamed at night about what will happen after

Who loves who who leaves.