Both wounded and wretched
Broken ... like love pomegranate Wallflowers ..
Eve black burned silently resoundingly ..
That you said leave Vserhal ..
And you said kept Vsabaky
Although I would be deported, such as birds,
Get out and go back ..
Then I will live beautiful Zkraki
And forget the bad days that Hasrtina,
Still heaven itself,
And misery itself,
Did not change anything,
All I know is staying as is even the moon has not changed,
I'm going to behind the clouds and rain Abll myself,
I did composes song after and did not find one to dispense with,
Strenha on photo pages torn,
Yellow autumn or chips on the lips of a hungry child Brown,
Neutral will change here until death will not change.
Heaven itself, Altatash itself .....
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