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I just like to get drunk and sleep
no longer need to be happy
According to the trust so many relentlessly
repeating to himself again

cut down your knees, your hair
They danced in the wind, as a branch of lilac
the very lilac, which are allergic
I have a world of growing without air.
generation started without snarling berths
and began otchaivaniya then
I would never put off longer sluggish.

Try to tell me something,
what harbored a few days ago
Try to paint all the portraits on the walls
in a new way, and watercolor brush.
It is not given then I could meet
Again it did not happen.
though, and I'm sorry about this.

a myriad of kilometers to the exit of the sun
morning in a public crowd, quarrels,
snot yes slush.
battery warm hands, but batteries
people in the car so little.

Fresh cold air.
yes so I do not breathe,
suffocate under it easier
than under the emissions and sobs.
a black armed brothers
tired strangle their drives
Well, I only have myself not to hang on a hanger
in the bathroom.
besstydlivy.

sometimes margins will miss us,
our shadows will still be a long time to wander around the bus,
wash your rosy cheeks, and drink a cup of coffee,
and I have lost without lunch, no dinner.