This summer give me love and take away.
What can i say? Fine. Thanks. Goodbye! And fuck you.
On English or on Russian on this day
important things are going be important.
And in my mind i'm really looking answers:
Why love is having end? Where is my place
with luck for me? In dreams about forever
i am escaping from this world to space.
In space nobody seeing me. So good.
So beautiful. And none try to help you
cause love for me is something like headache,
a poison which is doing only crazy.
Don't know how can i killing our day,
how killing love in heart. Maybe tomorrow...
25.08.17