I will be tomorrow the yesterday rotten tree
My black Man
I'm so scared
I don’t know how it is to live.
People, taking in consideration education status
Mood reference drugs
The presence of wives and children
And there is no need to whisper kill
And there is no need to put out the light
In the mirror there are reflections of the ships
And you're my black villain
Come at night
Come at night only
At night I hear the fall, the heart
Eyelashes softly
the wind is crying outside oohoo .
the rain is Crying outside pam pam pam..
Loneliness. Meaninglessness. Slowness.
But tenderness. but love. but love. But happiness.
Hopelessness.
black
© Copyright: Мария Кокорнова, 2011
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