Are you just waiting for a bunce?
So, go ahead and show me truth
Beneath your make-up-face at once,
A heart of old that hides by youth.
It smells like graveyard of the books
When you start thinking very highly,
You all the time has different looks
Because your face becoming ugly.
Because your face becoming ugly
© Copyright: Исаков Александр, 2017
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