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Feb 23, 2015 23:43


I fling off devil
I get loose
Eject has cracked
And therefore:

The course of life s smooth
Just soothe
your heart
Your paramour
& paramount ego.

Pain

Dissembling pain
Shut up & play..
Thy dismals forge
And mould damn temper.

Sew up my mouth,
Suture wounds,-
Crying with music,
I surrender.

They say we play
Much better when
There s no words
To throw in silence?

I throw ( Read more... )

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krevetka_flo June 29 2015, 13:53:53 UTC
Поздравляю с Днем Рожденья! Очень хочу выпить за Вас!

Помню, что в этот день родился Экзюпери. Подниманю бокал с кефиром в Вашу честь)

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