Sweet lips
Saulty tears
Licking eyes
Useless lies
lead to dreams
Sugar smells like
bitter smoke
faith...milk...
your face I've stroked...
never more
never late...
filling emptyness
with hate...
Throw out tongue
no need to speak
no one here to listen
I know I'm a freak
never more
never late...
filling emptyness
I hate...
Starting here
my lonely journey
with no ends
and unknown reasons
Shoot to ill
surrounded meat
Bleaching looking
for a treat
2007
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© Copyright: Пестрая Тарелка, 2008
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