I'm flying and looking at the roof,
With her, I flew only now.
My heart is already on the "off"
And sleep my town...
Do not shout at me.
There is no fault of my!
I wanted to take off. See!
Almost happened, I fly.
But I did not know the consequences ..
Do not come out to me on the road.
I do not want to hear a voice...
I should not already reload.
I have not grown wings .
I fell to the ground with a stone.
In me all the same died feelings.
I played a game with my life alone.
I have not lost anything.
Just lost the a devil...
do not stop the bleeding.
And that demon is not evil.
It's you who are all evil.
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Декабрь.
Строки забытого мастера.
I fly...
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