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I choose smoking under rotten balconies at night, not Raikkonen, but I think

On this shop, someone died for sure, grated further, in the palms of the splash with a boiling water,

put the handcuffs on the wrists are firmly, they are fixed like a point,

which you will not find on the tombstones, transparently relics are left on life,

Scretcams on the artery, forever thin, even more skinny.

Curlonged with blood, we carry our future corpses, thousands of whiskey,

capillaries with micro-pipe and thunderous flashes in the pupils, pay for the minutes of the conversation,

Pay for errors and try to calculate the thief of your dreams in other people's foreign offshores.

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Thoughts are overdue, the period of use of your touch expired,

Confession has begun, with a banner in the knuckles of my fingertips and stitches on scars, I show you my sincerity,

And now I can’t otherwise.

I can not open like a flower, so I open as if at the opening of a scalpel heart,

The executioner of my restraint behaves like a teenager who has not left childhood.

I will throw all the means to maintain your image, for some reason it became harder to go down, and not climb the stairs.

You know, it’s a shame that our "forever" lasted only three months.

He faded like an old photo, I am just a laughing stock.

And unfortunately, we will never become different.

I am ready to stop being breathing, because each time, falling below to the abyss,

I continue to scream your name.