Summertime sadness
Light in the sky staying the head.
Braking all dreams. Clouds and storm.
I choose the time, when I was born.
March or December. May or July.
Theme astrologic maybe the lie.
Light is agressive. Life imitate.
Chill in the bedroom, feeling the date.
My happy birthday hard and the wreck.
I am the woman and cheloveck.
I like the drawning, writing and dream
About my lovers, that fuck very him.
Honestly say me, is nothing the add.
Summer is started. I'm very sad.
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