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You tore the most secret, transverse instead of longitudinal veins

Tiny Moving Parts and Lil Peep in a repita in the player, the same garlands on the walls will replace my hard loops

I found your shampoo and T -shirt with a pattern of autumn decay in an empty apartment

If you want, I will return by Russian Post, it will reach the end of the season, I can have time

I fall asleep and feel your smell, flashbacks for the first and last winter, you became me a captive,

The brightest and most glorifying blood circulation in memory of the bloodstream about this spring, a bonfire inside

Music - branches, and thoughts - burned coals of dry logs

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The eighteenth year turned out to be the most dough of all previous

I can’t say that not drinking, I caught a needle in a haystack under the nail,

You sat on Hera, and I did not approve of illegal substances, it's time to change the principles, pay for ziprots in the bushes at the side of Leningrad.

You asked why I was fixated on your hair, and I was ready to bury them and die,

Without opening his eyes, not being distracted by external stimuli, falling asleep in an embrace with your shoulders,

I am a very dick guy and I understand more than you

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Waking up, I feel pain in the chest, I can not suffer enough and not look back

I want to stick not into the abyss of Murmansk Winter courtyards, but in your eyes,

each of your eyes that crashes into the soul with memory stands for me one cigarette and one hour to a sudden future in tears

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I will fuck when I say that I know where you are, I can only guess about

Yaroslavl is a reference point, the last reason rejoice at the association with your address, the status of Polshkene,

Disgusting ABOMINATION symbolically just like my tracks near Blazer, there is no contact and will not be

The screams of Vaip Neishn under the windows ended in the seventeenth,

I dream of you, fucking, and this is one of my worst reasons to fold like a knife in half in bed under a potion for forty degrees at five in the morning

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Under the windows of a couple by the hands, they have everything according to the rules and standards, my heart is busy with the ghost of the past, for a very long time busy

And if someone has the sun at the side with the same red hair, then be sure - you are my coming glow