f. d
it's better than it seems.
i've put my antics under lock,
but not forgotten dreams...
as lonely cat on fuckin' tree
i'm scared and self-punished.
that's no surprise, yes, we're free
such lot's for us, my honey...
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where nothin' special is my home,
my life's like sunless earth.
come, sweety, miss u so..
i dream of smile of yours..
last dreams, they make me sick,
they make me blind and fallin'
come on, lets fantasize a trick,
and rise above the sorrows
oh yeah, i fucked it up again,
that should be pretty funny.
no purpose more, just i'm in chain
these dark days once were sunny...
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Best wishes,
Anastasiya.
Анастасия Гринт 04.08.2009 22:37 Заявить о нарушении